[ 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 . ''

`` You know it's kind of depressing to see my life's worth did n't even shake your pile of gold.'' 
 
 Drakus shifted from his rest position, he had a soft spot for originality. 
 
 `` Well now that I've hooked your attention, I should introduce myself, I'm Dave. 
 
 Dave was a lanky man, he was n't dressed in battle gear like the others, he was tattered and filthy. Drakus's natural heightened smell did n't help to avoid his stench. 
 
 `` I should elaborate-'' 
 
 `` Yes do!'' Drakus bellowed, `` Quickly before I realize why I should n't let you exist any longer!'' 
 
 `` R-right, you know it's pretty rude to interrupt a man when he's talking, I'll let you off once since you're not the societal type.'' 
 
 Drakus furled with annoyance, he would vaporize this little man in a moment... however, something about being talked down to was... pleasing... he would let Dave continue. 
 
 `` What I was going to say before being interrupted was that I am a traveling poet. A hopeless romantic for the crowd if you will! You've seen my life savings as a trickle in your ocean of wealth, so maybe you can pity me for a bit while I propose my devious plan: 
 
 The truth is I have run into the most common of problems with story telling, I have run out of stories to tell! It's so desperate that I believe if I told my infamous story of the'Two maidens and a wash bucket', I'd be crucified right in towns square!'' 
 
 Drakus shifted into an appropriate listening expression, he was quite intrigued with this long winded small fellow. 
 
 `` Go on little man-talker, you have my utmost attention.'' 
 
 `` Man-talker that's a weird fucken- nevermind! What I propose is that I should nuance my storage of tales, as in I believe YOU should tell stories to the people! 
 
 `` Now do n't be alarmed or too flattered my dear Drakus, I propose that you tell me the honest and terrifying tales of your many battles with the blundering fools who sought your destruction. The people would love it!'' 
 
 Drakus burst in booming laughter that shook the mighty cavern all around. He seemed almost lost to reality in his humorous reaction. 
 
 `` You think me a fool? How insulting! I appreciate the originality, but you must not truly understand your role in this act, prepare to die little Dave.'' 
 
 `` Whoa whoa whoa, the only one here who does n't seem to understand his situation is you. When's the last time a noble knight trekked his way in here to end you? That's right, 50 years! The truth is, Drako, is that the world has moved on. You've not let up your grip on this rich mass, which is n't even that much anymore adjusted to inflation... 
 
 But anyway, you're old news! The world has changed, nobody younger than 30 even knows who you are! Parents tell their children not to play around this area, and they do n't even know why! That's your legacy Drakus! You're nothing more than a childhood hazard!'' 
 
 And for the first time in one thousand years, Drakus's heart began to sink deeper in his mighty breast. 
 
 `` What I am proposing, is to bring your name back to the house! Make people revere you! Respect you! *Remember* you. Let me help you Drakus, so that we can both be not just marks, but MOUNTAINS in history!'' 
 
 Drakus felt a burning of hope well up inside of him, he smiled a toothy grin at Dave. 
 
 `` You're... You're right, little talking man. There's no purpose in sitting on my heap of gold for eternity... wealth comes from use and respect... Not silence. Very well, little Dave, I shall trek the kingdom with you and share my experience of triumph and blood! Let the ears be shaken! Let the eyes behold! DRAKUS! THE MIGHTY DRAGON OF JAGGED ROCK RETURN!'' 
 
 Drakus spread his darkened wings and lunged for the opening, at last, he would taste the tart of reality and acceptance. The kingdom would once again see fire in the sky... 
 
 As Drakus freed his presence to the opening fields and sky, he unhinged a mighty funnel of flame the the heavens! 
 
 Just then, a heavy iron bolt pierced deep into his gaping throat. The oily metal spear ignited with his fire, and blew Drakus into a thousand bloody pieces. 
 
 Dave approached the commander with a victorious smirk. 
 
 `` And our agreement, I get half the wealth and proceeds from the feasts of dragon meat... oh and the princess.'' 
 
 Dave wandered into the hall of the king to meet his soon to be bride. She was a flirtatious young woman who met him with affection. 
 
 `` So young dragon slayer... How can a sunny little princess like me help tend to your tensed battle wounds?'' 
 
 Dave lightly chuckled. 
 
 `` You can start with the loins.''
