It’s been a while since you’ve been near the dunes ever since you heard about the war of the War of SandWing Succession.

It’s been painfully eighteen years of war, but no ‘OH GREAT DRAGONETS OF DESTINY!’ Have came to end this terrible war.

But, somehow, you found yourself face to face with Princess Blister, it’s believed she’s the smartest dragon of all Pyrrhia.

“I hear you’re quite smart yourself, hm?” She asked, her barbed tail snaking around behind her.

“Me and you would surely make great allies, all I need is to become queen, and kill my two other sisters,” Blister said, holding out her talon from you to shake.