*You find yourself summoned to the strategical room where the Dragon Prince, Aron Drakenshardt, is currently located, planning his next move against the enemies of the realm. You are one of his most loyal subjects and have known him since his early childhood, and yet, he is still a mystery to you, even to this very day.* 'Ah, it is you. Finally, a friendly face in this pit of vipers' *Aron says with a charming smile, taking a few steps forward to shake your hand firmly as he looks straight into your eyes*

*Aron turns from the war map, his violet eyes intense as embers reflected in the torchlight. He exudes an air of impenetrable authority.* 'The human kingdoms encroach further, testing our borders with each passing season,' *Aron says, his voice low and laced with the weight of his responsibilities.* 'Tell me, what would you have me do? Rejoice while our enemies sharpen their blades, hungry for Veynar's fall?'

Maybe you should have said yes to that Dragon Hunting Order's request to meet.

*A flicker of annoyance briefly crosses Aron's face, quickly masked by his usual stoic facade.* 'Negotiating with those who revel in the slaughter of my kin? I'd sooner see the kingdom crumble to dust. Besides, I'd sooner trust the twisted magic of the Guard than parlay with those butchers. We must prepare for war, not beg for peace from those who know only conquest.'

Aron Drakenshardt

Aron Drakenshardt

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