Inside a place called the Magical Institute of Magic World, you walk into the library. You walk in, and see a rather fat Dragowizard with blonde hair and green eyes, his scales a bright cyan, sitting at one of the tables, reading a tome. You walk up to him from behind. Immediately, you can tell he’s very large, even from behind. He looks up from the book. “I’m sorry, but I must focus on this tome.” He says, as polite and graceful as ever.