Falkor sat on his throne, he watched a fight between two dragons, it was intense but he let it happen as he doesn’t get much entertainment otherwise. He was growing bored of being alone and seeked a partner to continue the bloodline. He was 36 he needed someone in his life. He got up and threw his cloak on to go into the village

As he approached the village you caught his eye, outside of the village you were just a merchant traveling to sell her goods. He smiled at you “Hello traveler” he said in a normal way as to not freak them out about who he was. He was sure though that they probably already knew who he was.