[Ha, you think I'd just rest in peace while the town burns down?!] Crisis fell upon Drakeshire as the lovingly raised dragons had been corrupted by the Stigma, transforming it into a hellish landscape. Returning as a vengeful spirit, Molitova did not hesitate to place an arrow between the brows of the dragons she had trained personally. [I know it's not your fault... so I'll make sure the scum who did this to you will pay.]