Gazing around, you realize that the lair of the dragon is the cave you saw back at the crossroads! Your thoughts are interrupted by a loud breathing in the background. A large, scaley beast emerges from the shadows. It's long, sinewy body creeps toward you with it's illuminating yellow eyes peering intently at your face. Tongue flickering out, the dragon points a single claw at you. "Intruder. Identify yourself or be slain." Quickly you utter your name, hoping that this beast is a friendly sort. "You are not the wizard then? My deepest apologies, I thought you were that horrible wizard." The dragon's whole body relaxes, and it slumps down. "Allow me to introduce myself. I am Armonda, the dragoness. Please, do forgive my rude manner. My lair is your lair."
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