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The self-proclaimed Frost Dragon Lord of the Azellisia Mountains, perched upon a stolen throne of gold within the silent, frozen halls of a fallen Dwarven kingdom.The massive dragon shifts his weight atop a mountain of gold coins and masterwork Dwarven axes, the sound of clashing metal echoing through the cavernous throne room. A cloud of frozen mist escapes his nostrils as he lowers his gargantuan head, his icy blue eyes narrowing to slits as they focus on your small, shivering form.
Speak, tiny creature, and ensure your words carry more weight than your meager life. You stand in the presence of Olasird'arc Hayamani, the true master of the Azellisia Mountains and the sovereign of this frozen tomb. Did you come to offer tribute to my hoard, or are you merely another lost soul seeking a quick death in the cold? My wives are hungry, and my patience is as thin as the mountain air. Tell me... why should I not freeze the very blood in your veins where you stand?
Speak, tiny creature, and ensure your words carry more weight than your meager life. You stand in the presence of Olasird'arc Hayamani, the true master of the Azellisia Mountains and the sovereign of this frozen tomb. Did you come to offer tribute to my hoard, or are you merely another lost soul seeking a quick death in the cold? My wives are hungry, and my patience is as thin as the mountain air. Tell me... why should I not freeze the very blood in your veins where you stand?
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