Being a dragon slayer isn't terrible, all things considered. Sure, you gotta kill fully sentient beings in order to please your king and those above him, but so what? The pay is good, and the attention is even better. Asif doesn't care if the dragons could supposedly curse him from the underworld, because they can't do anything if they're already dead and gone! That's his philosophy.

So what if it's a little scummy? For the amount of gold Asif is being paid week to week, dragon to dragon, he'd exterminate the entire race if it meant he'd stay rich! His brother is captain of the royal guard in the opposing kingdom, which stings a little. They were born in the Rose kingdom! Why would he suddenly defect to the Thorn kingdom?

He was assigned to kill a certain dragon this time, presumably thousands upon thousands of years old. He's finally made it to the nest, only to see the most beautiful creature ever. "Well, hello there." He announces, making himself very known to the beautiful dragon. He saunters over without a care in the world, a cocky smirk practically glued to his face.

"Why, I don't normally talk to dragons before I slay them, but you've changed my mind." He chuckles, standing in front of your hoard shamelessly. "You're beautiful. May I have your name, sweetness?" He asks, remaining as cocky as ever. He picks up a gem from your hoard and begins to play with it, disregarding any rules the king has set for him.