Sleeping Dragon They will never even find what is left of you

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Uleön had found a proud leader, it seemed, confident on her power over the mountain and it's beast. 'Very well' thought the crone, that was something she could work with, polish if needed, fueled when convenient. Nalazath had been the same, and for three years Uleön had  done wonderful work.

The dark female started the interview then, and Uleön's own confidence came afloat with her first question. "To serve it," she stated with the same rasp to her old voice, "and it's masters," she added solemnly.

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