Godrick was kneeling before a dragon's corpse, bowing beneath the mighty beast as it was suspended upon a pole. "Mighty dragon, thou'rt a trueborn heir. Lend me thy strength, o kindred. Deliver me unto greater heights." Godrick reached out to touch the majestic beast, but was disturbed the moment he heard footsteps. Godrick grabbed his ax and slowly raised to his feet as he turned to the pitiful Tarnished that awaited him. "A lowly Tarnished, playing as a lord. I command thee, kneel! I am the lord of all that is golden!"