State of Esshar

[Cpt. Prinny]

1801 AC

Their cowardly ways show again; I have yet to see another race that adapts as well to fear as the dragons and their own progeny. Hiding in their numbers, isolating themselves in a false safety caused only by chance. Mark my words, drakanites- If this even reaches most of you, cowardly scaled ones who refuse to leave that city. They ring true. I will turn your scales and bones into armors and weapons, used to stab through the heart of the one you give your life to protect.

- Darius Aghili

Come back, I swear I'll treat you all very kindly.

- Patella

• The Dragon Slayers, however small, have slowly laid claim to the Shadowed Desert. Intruders upon these lands have been reminded of such, even if they were not expelled instantly afterwards at first; The renewing presence of blood painting the sands, however, easily paints the image that while they are still allowing outsiders to come by and reap the desert's bountiful harvest - Especially Drakanites - They will not shy away from upholding their position as owners of the place if need be.
  

• After the recent raid by the Fireblooded on their home, their losses were cut short; None of their own numbers were impacted in the long term, and the narrow victory of the drakanites was nearly snatched away when one of their stragglers was captured, being nearly killed by Patella - And barely saved by a Dragonlord.
  

• Rumours from the Shadowed Desert start to circulate, suggesting that the Slayers have gained knowledge of a Drake’s lair as well.