That'd explain why you're nothing like the dragons back home. Your wings and tail make me think of the golden dragons, but the scale color's enough to rule that out. And you're certainly not an ancient dragon.
[There's an air of knowing at that part about the ancient dragons, but he doesn't go much farther than that.]
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[A smirk crosses Valgaav's lips.]
That'd explain why you're nothing like the dragons back home. Your wings and tail make me think of the golden dragons, but the scale color's enough to rule that out. And you're certainly not an ancient dragon.
[There's an air of knowing at that part about the ancient dragons, but he doesn't go much farther than that.]