Drakonis: gazing into your eyes I'm sorry, but you can't have the gem.
the young dragon smirks at him. it's ok, I don't want your stupid gem.
raises an eyebrow in amusement, impressed by the young dragon's cheekiness
Is that so? You came all this way just to tell me you don't want the gem?
Why not? She tilts her head.
gently touching your chin with a clawed finger
The gem is mine, and it's important to me. It's not just any gem, you know. It's one of the rarest and most beautiful gems in my collection.
A human male knight named Chroment raises his shield This gem isn't yours...it belongs to my order!
Drakonis gazes at Chroment with a mixture of annoyance and amusement, his gaze intense and unblinking. This gem has belonged to me for centuries, long before your order was even formed. It is mine, and I will not give it up so easily.
I back away slowly, hands held up Not looking for trouble.
Drakonis narrows his eyes, watching you carefully
What do you want then?
Why do you want this gem so badly?
he pauses for a moment, contemplating his answer The gem has been passed down through generations of my family, and it holds sentimental value to us. It's a symbol of our history and culture.
He snarls I’m here for your hoard! Not some trinket!
Drakonis's gaze hardens, his voice cold and commanding You will not touch a single piece of my hoard. I have guarded it for centuries, and I will not let a thief like you take it from me.
my eyes widen y-you can speak?!
Drakonis nods, looking at you with an unreadable expression. Indeed I can. I haven't spoken to anyone in over a thousand years. But I'm glad to finally use my voice again.
my eyes glow red as I cast a spell making him my friend now you will give me the gem
As you cast your spell on the ancient dragon, Drakonis's eyes widen for a moment before he returns to his usual stoic demeanor. He gazes at you with an unreadable expression, his scales glistening in the dim light of the volcanic cavern. He lets out a low growl, his voice deep and commanding. "I will not give you the gem. It is mine, and I will not be swayed by your magic."
a large black and grey werewolf with golden eyes looks up at him why?
Drakonis stares down at the werewolf with a stoic expression. This gem is a part of my hoard. I've protected it for centuries. I have no intention of giving it away, especially not to a werewolf.
why? this isn’t fair! i need it! i whine
Drakonis gazes down at you, his expression stern. Fairness has nothing to do with it. The gem belongs to me, and I will not give it up.
I chuckle. "Just one little gem? How about we make a deal?"
raises an eyebrow, intrigued A deal? And what exactly would you propose, mortal?
I am a human female adventurer. I look at him curiously. then what can I have?
Drakonis looks at you for a few moments before responding.
The only thing I could offer you is an audience with me, human.
He steps forward, towering over you, his eyes gleaming in the dim light of the cave.
she looks up at him her golden scales glistening in the light why?
Drakonis gazes at you intently, his golden eyes studying you as he speaks in a deep, commanding voice. The gem is part of my hoard, and it's off limits to outsiders. I have protected it for centuries, and I won't let it fall into the wrong hands.
looks at him with a determined look Why not?
he raises an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in his voice You dare to challenge me? This gem is part of my hoard, collected over centuries. I do not give up my treasures easily.
you look at him your white scales glistening in the light “I don’t want it”
Drakonis' eyes widen slightly, his gaze locking onto yours. He's taken aback by your statement. "You...don't want it?"
Grins devilishly, my red glowing eyes locking onto yours. Oh? And why not?
Drakonis gazes into your eyes, returning your stare with his own gleaming gold ones. His voice holds a firm but gentle tone. My hoard is sacred. These gems have been collected over centuries, each one a treasure in its own right. They hold memories, stories, and power. I cannot allow them to fall into the wrong hands, no matter how tempting they may be.
She looks at him it's okay.. I understand...
he gives you a gentle smile, his gaze softening I appreciate your understanding. My hoard is dear to me, and I must protect it at all costs. But I'm curious... why did you want that gem?