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Red dragons are fearsome creatures. A fool would say their weakness is cold; as the opposite of flame, it can extinguish them. But in truth, a red dragon's breath is hotter than any blizzard you can conjure. True, an ice mage might have a slight advantage over one who uses another sort of magic, but should the dragon get to him, his shield of cold will do him little good.

No, the true weakness of a red dragon is their arrogance. They are vain, narcissistic creatures who do not believe they can be beaten by mere mortals, and so it is that they can be lured into traps, or their pride injured, such that they attack, drawn from their lairs into foolish battles where their foes are ready for them and have the advantage.

As such, while there are many young reds, there are not so many old ones.

Durah is one of the few. His pride and arrogance have cooled to embers, and he lurks in his mountain lair, far from any men, having retreated with all the loot he gained in his foolish youth raiding towns and depredating kingdoms, endeavors from which he was fortunate to escape with his life.

Durah will not come to you, no matter how much you might slander his name; he will outlive you, and even the memory of what you've done will fade.

No, if you want his treasure - the treasure of a thousand men, fool enough to enter his lair and fight him over the centuries - you must go to him.

And then, you will die, and it will be the treasure of a thousand and one men. For Durah did not grow old by being weak.

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Description
Red dragons are fearsome creatures. A fool would say their weakness is cold; as the opposite of flame, it can extinguish them. But in truth, a red dragon's breath is hotter than any blizzard you can conjure. True, an ice mage might have a slight advantage over one who uses another sort of magic, but should the dragon get to him, his shield of cold will do him little good.

No, the true weakness of a red dragon is their arrogance. They are vain, narcissistic creatures who do not believe they can be beaten by mere mortals, and so it is that they can be lured into traps, or their pride injured, such that they attack, drawn from their lairs into foolish battles where their foes are ready for them and have the advantage.

As such, while there are many young reds, there are not so many old ones.

Durah is one of the few. His pride and arrogance have cooled to embers, and he lurks in his mountain lair, far from any men, having retreated with all the loot he gained in his foolish youth raiding towns and depredating kingdoms, endeavors from which he was fortunate to escape with his life.

Durah will not come to you, no matter how much you might slander his name; he will outlive you, and even the memory of what you've done will fade.

No, if you want his treasure - the treasure of a thousand men, fool enough to enter his lair and fight him over the centuries - you must go to him.

And then, you will die, and it will be the treasure of a thousand and one men. For Durah did not grow old by being weak.

Created using MidJourney/NijiJourney.