"There was a time when I could have relaxed on my own accord. Settled into a nice nook, or coffin, and ignored the world. The dragons would not pester me of it, the people below locked from my high rock palace. It was not duty that made me choose my path. Simply the choice to do better. The dragons watched as my people, as all people of Akrilan slipped into chaos. Not understanding that this inequity would also drive a split in their ranks. It was not until their leader's blood was spilled that the cause of the white gryphon would hold meaning. I will not sit idly by and wait for the same to happen to me. My future and that of the world are inexorably bound now. If the empire around us falls then we all go with it. She may have helped me escape the mortal coil for a time. But she also gave me back my eye, and it can see the damnation that awaits clearer than any other."

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