Scales of the Maw

When the wind turns off the Drakemaw, the emberwing drakes ride it over my camp low enough to count their teeth, $N. They range farther every day, and something in that crater drives them. Bring me three of their scales. Scales remember heat, and I can read where a drake has been roosting by the burn.

Experience

5000

Currency reward

26s 0c

Suggested players

2

Repeatable

No

Sigil

Drake and wing