Coatl-ome is here. She still hates me. Fiercely. And I'm none too fond of her. But still. It's nice to have a familiar face around, and I think she feels the same way. Even though her face isn't actually familiar. I think she hates being a lizard even more than she hates me.

  She hates Syn even more, though. She gave me some insights into the wyrmsblood that should let me craft a potion that will give me some of the endless vitality of the dragons. It should let my wounds rapidly close themselves.

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  I did not expect to find wyrmsblood here. I don't know why Syn would allow it. I can feel the power of it through the vial, thrumming in my corrupted arm. With a full research lab, I could probably devise even more uses for it. But I doubt I'll find something like that here. I'll just have to settle for a friendly dragon who can tell me all the secrets of their blood.