Prologue: A large golden dragon stands on the edge of cliff, moonlight dancing off his scales. Stars light up the sky like fireflies in the marsh and all is still and quiet.
"With nights like this you'd almost forget the evil on this land." Came a woman's voice from behind the dragon
"You know you shouldn't be wandering about where others could see you." The dragon responds
"Don't change the subject you promised it would be this year and my people cannot wai-"
"I know what I promised but these things take time!" He retorts
"We must do this soon if we hope to do it at all." She responds. There is silence once again and a still breeze wanders through the air, gently causing the woman's golden hair to roll like waves of amber across her face. The dragon thinks for a moment then responds
"Alight we do this tomorrow you bring your candidates and I'll bring mine."
"Deal." The woman answers and then sinks back into shadow. The dragon is left alone with only the whispering wind to share his thoughts with.
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