A deafening roar shattered the air as a large shadow loomed over an unfortunate village. The poor humans below shrieked in terror at the silhouette that blanketed them before flying off into the nearby ruins. There, the flying beast landed in the soggy peat of the swamp which nestled the ruined fort. The feminine looking monster sashayed into the dark, only her glowing red eyes lighting up the room. It wasn't long before a lick of flame illuminated the room proper. There, the beast was in full view. A dragon of disease and contagion, that spread pestilence wherever she walked. It was shown in her pale, scaleless belly, which was swollen and bloated with some sort of infection, along with the many pimples and cysts that dotted the back of her hide. Her large wings were tattered, and some sort of parasitic entity had dug itself into her shoulders, only shown as a pair of scythe-like claws that sprouted from her back. The dragoness sauntered deeper into her lair, where a massive hoard of treasure lay, the edges of the pile beginning to be overgrown with veins, tendrils, and polyps of some sort of fungus, while the majority of the pile still sparkled as brightly as the day it was first looted. She yawned loudly as she flopped into the pile. Shaking her large behind, she began to sink into the pile. Now comfortable, she began to doze off, waiting for some foolish adventurer to try and steal her treasures.