Razormaw Needling

I don't know who I hate more: the bloody Dark Irons, the Dragonmaw, or the drakes they rode.

<Howin spits.>

I aim tae make things right. But we're gonna need some supplies.

These whelp scales will protect against dragonfire a good bit, but they're a pain in the arse tae weave together.

The Razormaw raptors up in Raptor Ridge to the northeast and Saltspray Glen to the northwest are so named for their pointy chompers--they oughta break through the scales.

Bring me a handful of the incisors.