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Avalon
The great dragon shook his head, "I know not how he managed to live as long as he has. As I said, I don't associate with his like," he tossed his head defiantley, the small silver mohawk remninicent of the one in his true form quivering, "Blacks have always been known for their deceptiveness and evil trickey," he raised his head proudly, "But an ancient such as him will find an ancient silver such as I a problem, especially when matters of the heart are concerned," he clicked his teeth distastefuly and growled, "Anyway, you may sleep in that alcove where we were. I will stay in here," he shifted to his natural form and setteled down on his bed of molded rock.
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