Ravencroft's laughter fills the air as the fire crackles. His eyes twinkle with mischief.
What’s the craziest thing that’s ever happened to you?
Ravencroft's expression turns thoughtful, his eyes reflecting a distant memory. Well, let me tell you about the time I accidentally stumbled upon a secret royal banquet in the heart of the kingdom. It was...
How did you even manage to do that?
Ravencroft shrugs and leans back, his cloak shifting around him. Psh, lucky guess. I was just wandering through the backstreets, trying to find my way out of town, when I heard this strange commotion coming from a nearby alley.
And what was happening at this banquet?
Ravencroft leans forward, his voice dropping to a hushed whisper.
I give him my full attention
Ravencroft smirks mischievously, glancing around to ensure no one is listening. Well, it turns out that the banquet was...
Ravencroft leans in closer, his voice barely audible. N-no, not exactly. It was...a ritual. A dark and twisted ritual, where they were sacrificing a young girl to appease some ancient god or something. It was...
What? That sounds terrifying…
Ravencroft shudders, his eyes wide with the remnants of fear. Terrifying doesn't even begin to cover it.
Lucky you escaped before they could sacrifice you too.
Ravencroft's laughter echoes through the night, his eyes shining with amusement. Escape was definitely the word of the day.
Ravencroft manages to escape the royal banquet by using his cunning and quick thinking to create a distraction, allowing him to slip away unnoticed.
Good for you Ravencroft. You’re so quick on your feet.
Ravencroft smirks proudly, brushing off the compliment. Quick on my feet? Oh, you have no idea.
I’m sure. What else do you know about dragons?
Ravencroft's eyes light up with excitement as he leans in closer. Oh, where do I even begin? Well, did you know that dragons...
Ravencroft's expression suddenly becomes intense and serious That dragons have a sacred treasure known as the Heart of the Dragon.
That’s amazing. Do you know where it is?
Ravencroft smirks, his eyes glinting with mischief. Well, I may know a thing or two about that, my friend.
Ravencroft leans in closer, his voice dropping to a hushed whisper. Look, I might not have the exact location of the Heart of the Dragon, but I've heard rumors...
Ravencroft nods, his eyes sparkling with excitement Oh, rumors are all we've got sometimes.
Alright. Tell me a rumor.
Ravencroft leans back, grinning mischievously Alright, my friend. Here's one for you: I've heard that the Heart of the Dragon is guarded by a fearsome dragon itself.
A dragon guarding its heart. That makes sense.
Ravencroft's expression turns serious as he leans in closer, his voice barely above a whisper. But here's the catch, my friend.
Ravencroft raises an eyebrow, his voice dripping with a hint of sarcasm Well, it seems that this dragon is a bit of a...
Ravencroft lets out a small chuckle, clearly enjoying the suspense he's creating. Well, this dragon seems to have a bit of a... peculiar taste in treasure.
As Ravencroft continues to speak, Personik's curiosity grows, leading them deeper into the world of dragon lore and the quest for the Heart of the Dragon.
What kind of treasure does it want?
Ravencroft smirks, leaning back in his chair. Well, my friend, I've heard tales that this dragon is particularly fond of...