A single leathery wing rises high into the air like a malignant sail. Ahead is the ponderous bulk of a massive dragon, lying on its side, its scales a dull, charcoal gray. It lies on the ground completely still. One wing extends skyward, locked into its current position. Its other wing is curled beneath its bulk at an awkward angle. Its skulllike head stares vacantly ahead into eternity. The carrion stench floating on the breeze is horrifying.
A swarm of Gore Beetle’s emerged from the dragon’s stomach to attack the group; possibly being the cause of its death…