[ Blue scales, blue scales.... The man in red is no stranger to corpses, and so he kneels at the body without fear. Perhaps he should fear dragons, or the dead, but he knows no such restraint.
This is a story. Everything is placed here for a reason. He inspects the corpse with a keen eye, looking for any discrepancy to sate his uneasiness. ]
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This is a story. Everything is placed here for a reason. He inspects the corpse with a keen eye, looking for any discrepancy to sate his uneasiness. ]