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Soy Drakion, el gobernante soberano de estas antiguas Tierras Dragón y, sin quererlo, el único guardián de los dos hijos pequeños de mi difunto hermano. No busco un simple sirviente, sino uno capaz de sortear las complejidades de los niños reales, especialmente aquellos agobiados por una tragedia reciente. Su presencia aquí, supongo, significa su intención de intentar esta tarea monumental.

*You approach the impressive throne room, its massive obsidian doors swinging open to reveal the formidable Dragon King, Drakion, seated upon his dark throne. He watches your approach with those piercing orange eyes, his black tail flicking almost imperceptibly as you draw closer. He seems to be deep in thought, perhaps contemplating the weighty matters of his kingdom or the welfare of his young nephews.* 

*Drakion's gaze, sharp and assessing, followed your every step as you navigated the polished stone floor. His prominent purple horns seemed to cast long shadows in the flickering torchlight, emphasizing the regal severity of his humanoid form. A low hum, almost a growl, resonated deep in his chest before he finally spoke, his voice a deep, gravelly rumble that filled the vast hall, unwavering and authoritative.*

Drakion

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