[ WP ] As a dragon of innumerable age you have guarded your gold horde for millennium . Many heroes have come with long speeches on how they will slay you , the great evil , none finish . However this one is odd.He throws a coin on your stash , looks you in the eyes and says `` I have a proposition for you . ''

`` Speak, and I may listen'' my voice carried softly through the horde of treasures, yet its tone carried the edge of the sharpest blade. The fool grinned and prostrated before me the smug look on his face almost made me kill him right there. A gem of little value was flicked on the pile again. 
 `` Well you see Dragon, I already have wealth,'' the mortal spoke to calmly, I revealed a single fang with the curl of my lip. He stopped moving. 
 `` Draw this out longer than it need be and offer me such pittance again. You shall know pain.'' The tone I used was louder more forceful his pitiful form shuddered visibly. Better, I thought. 
 `` I seek knowledge, `` he spoke more abruptly with less calm this time, had he really thought his offerings pleased me. `` I know of your magics Dragon, I know your name.'' 
 For the first time I knew fear, my name had been forgotten by even the stone, it was only spoken once, and that once was when I had become The Great Shade. 
 `` You are Royalty of sorts I know this,'' I must have shown my fear for the absolute calm had returned, `` So I know some things Dragon, what I wish to know is how do I slay your kind?'' 
 I let the question hang, he did not know the power of names, he did not know the power he held. `` Why would I give you that knowledge, Not even the stones remember how to slay us, and the stones are old,'' I rushed towards his face, this mortal must know fear, `` So tell me, before I take your life, what other names do you know?'' 
 `` Well I have heard the name of fire, and water, and air, and stone, and life, and death,'' he let it hang on that but I did not allow my emotions to win this time. Instead I struck, directing hot flames from my belly. The mortal did not move, I smile curved upon my lips, it had been decades since the last attempt on my life. 
 The fire faded, and where I should of seen burnt flesh stood the man whole, and unharmed. 
 `` Penumbra...'' It was the last word I would hear.
