Draiss shrugged, before reaching out and twisting the magic in the area. The bodies, which had been about ten feet each, vanished, replaced by the original five dragon heads. "Illusions I put up. They are only really visible from the front, and only when you are below the mountains above. Above them, well, you are a bit busy to be looking for the illusions. And they represent what I am trying to achieve. Dragons as their own civilization. More spread out, and less about land than a traditional civilization, but still.<br/><br/>As for where we are about eighty miles west north west from Vrath Keep, deep in the Wyrmsmokes Mountains. It is about two hundred to two hundred twenty miles almost due west from Brindol."<br/><br/>He released the illusion magic, allowing it to reform, before heading in, not bothering to explain the last cryptic comment. The illusions around the place would keep anyone from finding it from above, the culimation of Ama's training put into it, and only the path behind them came here, from a clearing at the base of the mountains about eighty miles distant, and while there were rest clearing that had been gouged out every two miles by the shadow stalkers, there were also carefully placed defenses all along the path up. Five modified gorilla siege drones had been built into and disguised as part of the facing behind the party, in permanent lockdown and flak modes, able to obliterate anything that tried to assault his Fane directly.<br/><br/>The entry room was the most spectacular room, in his opinion. Several dragon gods and goddesses were represented, the statues simply in their likeness, with a plaque under the statue describing who they were, what they fought for, what their followers did, and what dragons were most often associated with them. It was a large rectangle, about seventy feet across, fifty feet deep and thirty high, and a single pair of double doors in the back. The sides of the chamber had the statues, all the 'evil' dragon gods on the right side, with the 'good' dragon gods on the left. The statues were all angled toward the middle, surrounding the large statue of the Archdragon, in full dragon form, curled around his humanoid form, though his facial features had been left blank, except for scales that had been carefully carved into the forehead, forearms, and the back of the hands. The plaque for him was a bit more descriptive, mentioning that he was the god of choice first, before he was a dragon, before listing a bit more about his history, mentioning the Siege of Brindol as his starting point on this plane, and that the Battle for the Fane had been manifestations of him against the dragon goddess Tiamat.<br/><br/>The doors at the back were twenty feet wide each, both customarily left open for visiting dragons, and the hall behind it was about two hundred feet long, with doors every twenty feet for housing humanoid visitors, though there were nearby caves a dragon could rest in for the night before heading back if they so desired. There were 'statues' of shadow stalkers, flanking the doors, unmoving and a dull brown like the color of unfinished rock, unlike the handful of shadow stalkers that wandered the halls, working on making improvements to the Fane.