Usually, dragons are depicted as hibernating in a lair, largely due to ennui or sloth.

But when you are a Favored Soul (the sorceror equivalent of a cleric, kind of like a messiah), and your patron god is Kord, God of Athletics, Sports, Storms, Brawling, Strength, and Courage, you don't sit around on a pile of gold all day. You don't offer prayers to him on a pew in a temple, you offer prayers to him in battle, in sport, and in the way you treat your own body.

There's a cool nod to this idea in some of Greyhawk's lore: Kordite temples are more like gyms that all invariably have sandy battle pits in the central room, where you can test your strength against other devotees and the clergy. A Kordite priest(ess) is usually a very imposing person who will wreck your shit.

While the god doesn't expect you to be ripped, He does expect you to be in shape.

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Fun fact! I talked with  ghostwish (our old DM) and the rest of my old group and for a couple of one-off sessions over December I'm going to play this character again while the DM has free time over Christmas break.

Best. Christmas. Gift. Ever.

I will be porting this character over to Pathfinder as an Oracle of Battle, as requested, and have fun with him over the holidays. I'll try to share stories over artwork.