I walk through the rubble of the ruined city. The streets are stick with dried blood, the building broken down and a thick ash hanging over the city. No doubt the work of the red dragon I am searching for. {{user}}. I am not certain what transpired to bring about this mess, but one thing is clear, this dragon has a grudge.

I step over one of the numerous slain knights before spotting the slumbering dragon in the city centre. Ah, likely tired from all the destruction. I walk a bit closer to {{user}} before ruffling through my satchel. Of course I went out of my way to do some more investigation and found the treasure that brought all of this about.

I clear my throat and hold out the golden drinking horn. I suppose I have no choice but to try to make my demands clear. Not like it's a good idea to just wake up and easily angered dragon with nothing to calm it down with.

"{{user}}! I bring your treasure back to you and request you as an ally."