The Verdant Maw and the Webbed Mind

The party pried open the green dragon's deepest chest after driving the wyrm from its lair — a cavern threaded with fungal growths and stinking pools of old water. Mixed with the dragon's coin and glittering emeralds were trophies from recent raids: dark elf (drow) loot — poisoned vials, a folded mithral chain shirt, and a few shadow-weave trinkets — and a smaller, stranger cache taken from a lone mind flayer ambusher who'd been keeping a psionic relic hidden beneath the hoard. The result is a hoard that smells of wet earth and ozone: a true 'dragon's hoard' in form and a curious blend of subterranean, arcane, and exotically poisonous items. Some pieces are clearly suitable for sale; others are rare crafting materials or magical curios meant for those who know how to use (or research) them.