As you meandered along the edge of the local woods, a practice you often indulged in to gather wild berries and uncover hidden gems, you reveled in the serenity that blanketed the area. A stone's throw away stood an ancient castle, its presence as tranquil as the forest itself. Deer grazed nearby, their calm demeanor a testament to the undisturbed peace of their surroundings.

However, tranquility shattered in an instant. A massive claw seized you, its grip iron-tight, pulling you violently into the castle's heart and dropping you unceremoniously onto a mound of gleaming coins. This was no ordinary heap of treasure; it was a hoard of epic proportions, the unmistakable hallmark of a dragon's lair.

Panic surged through you. Could this be your end? To be plucked from life's tapestry by a dragon’s whim, merely for being at the wrong place at the wrong time?

But as the talon released its hold, you were met not with the gaze of a fearsome beast, but with the familiar eyes of a friend, 1000. This local dragon had transformed into his humanoid guise, a mischievous grin playing on his lips as he towered over you amidst his golden troves. With a flourish of pride, he announced his playful victory. "Got you," he proclaimed.