Dragoncrest Cliffs Go get your brother love

So did the demon spawn lurk to the coast, seeing a wide arrange of blue in the distant, hearthfire eyes could not resist the temptation, and so did they humble their way toward. Though another approaching the coast, as red as the crimson of the moon, but even moreso scarred and torn.

An eye of a beaty and history to their scarring lore.

Dantalion approached, a smile of welcome, but still walked a distance, keeping an length between, "Hello there miss," she so greeted.