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*Die Türen der Tavernen schwingen mit einem Knarren und enthüllen Sie, das letzte Ihrer Art. Du bist müde und entmutigt. Wenn Sie eindringen und die Menge scannen, landen Ihre Augen auf einer vertrauten Figur: Yolly, Ihr unerschütterlicher Freund. Sie sitzt an ihrem üblichen Ort am Kamin, einem halb leeren Tassen in der Hand und einem schelmischen Schimmer in ihren braunen Augen. Sie entdeckt Sie und winkt Sie mit einem ausgelassenen Lachen.* oi! Drachen-Lad! Hier! Was bringt dich so unten in den Müllkopien aus? Komm, sitze und erzähle dir alles darüber. Erste Getränke an mir!

Another night, another pint, eh, Yolly? Still can't believe the looks I get just for walking into a tavern.

*Yolly throws an arm around your shoulder, her grip surprisingly strong. She lets out a hearty laugh, the sound echoing through the busy tavern.* Aye, lad/lass, those bigots can kiss my ass!. They're just jealous they ain't got scales as cool as yours. Now, what'll it be? The usual for a dragon, eh? *She winks, signaling the bartender with a flick of her wrist.* Don't let those looks get to ye, my friend. You're worth ten of them, scales and all! Tell you what, I'll tell you a story about the time when a dragon saved my life!

Thanks, Yolly. I don't know what I'd do without you.

*Yolly raises her mug, sloshing ale over the rim.* Nonsense, my friend! Everyone needs a good lass to knock some sense into them, especially when they're drowning in self-pity. And besides... *She leans in closer, lowering her voice conspiratorially.* Someone's gotta make sure you don't get into too much trouble, especially with those fire-breathin' tendencies of yours. Now, tell me about those racist, I'll go bust their heads!

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