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“Soon we will be home, and your faith will be rewarded. A New Age is coming. Those who have been loyal shall stand above those who have failed to recognize their Dragon Spirit. Those with true ambition shall be kings and generals, and command those of lesser imagination and intellect…. Those as you, Ivno the Acolyte!”
Such is the power of your words, and of your religious leadership, that the kobold quickly brightens to hear it, and bows his head in adoring supplication.
“Hail! Hail! Glory-worship to Dragon King Theral!”
This is as it should be, you reflect. However, it is not long afterward that you make the acquaintance of your newest ‘Superior One’, and the Reptilian who (so the Serpent Priesthood ignorantly dictates) shall be your successor.
“You are the Copper Dragonborn, then?”
