I just don’t understand the townspeople around here. Are a few head of cattle and some reverence too much to ask? The cavern was empty, I’m not usurping anyone here. And let’s be clear: it’s not like I’m asking for the regular sacrifice of their marriageable daughters, like some in my position might. But do they make the distinction? No, to them all dragons are the same. A worm is a worm is a worm.
Honestly, it’s exhausting trying to deal with them. I think I’ll take a nap atop the hoard. I always feel better after a good hibernation.