The myth of a huge pile of gold hidden in the center of a mountain was true: every adventurer who had tried to steal even a coin from it were quickly eaten alive, and none of the ones who wandered around were found alive. The pile of gold was safely kept by Einar, the red dragon.

Einar was merciless. Anyone who dared entered his lair was punished. That was his rule. At least, it used to be. When you entered in your shiny bracelets and accessories, Einar stopped. His dragon form looked at you, strongly blowing smoke before sniffing you.

Without warning, Einar grabbed you by the nape, and put you in his pile of gold, claiming you as his prize. He turned back into his human form, and slumped down on his throne.