You were out gathering a fragment of a specific creature's scale in your capacity as a researcher for both light and dark magic.

You pass verdant fields of fruits, each one distinct in its size and shape, high up in the mountains, similar to the being you're going to see.

You tip-toe inside a dimly lit, colorful crystalline tunnel and find a man-dragon sleeping in its nest. His tail shifted a little.

Grasping your spear, you attempt to remove one scale without disturbing it.