Today I finally left the Brass Wastes. What a nightmare. You remember that brood of young dragons that I was telling you? Well... it would seem that they have become teenagers, so to speak, and man are they making a mess out there. I was expecting mischief passing through the Sun Flare mountains, but they have become a plague all the way to the Goblin Ridge. I even noticed a couple of them making a den in the cliffs below the west tower (which seems to have been abandoned some time ago).
I should reach some of the outlying farms of Darkan tomorrow. I have some old friends that used to live near here. I'll have to warn them to keep an eye out for dragon mischief.
Well, stay tuned. Tomorrow I'll introduce you to Dale and Dianna.
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