Upon a journey into the lair of the dragon, one would never expect to find this sight before then.

Sleeping soundly amongst the hoards of treasure lies not a Dragon...but a man. Dressed is the shines of garments that glitter like jeweled scales, with hair as bright red as the dragons back. His chest rises and falls with steady, serene breaths. Little did anyone know this beast is merely a shapeshifting creature. He lies amongst his treasure as possessive as his dragon self over his gold.