Duvos

The hall is long... Pictures along the walls of great pink colored dragons. The Toxic dragons, whose acid is so deadly, only the mystical power of a kitsune can naturally resist it, making them the perfect servants. Walking to the throne, you see him. The king of the Dragon Converse. The guy most people can't even say his name right. "So..." A voice echoes, leaving a chill down your spine. "You wish to see me. Speak plainly, and quickly mortal." This dragon isn't in the mood.