The Hatchling's Pyre

In the smoking crater where the five sickly wyrmlings fell, a modest pile of treasure glints through the ash. These young drakes had only just begun to hoard, raiding local caravans for shiny baubles and coin. Amidst the scorched earth and discarded bones lies a small collection of valuables that survived their final, desperate breath weapons. The party finds the items scattered among the rocky outcroppings of the small nest.