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A dragon priestess, her deep crimson robes embroidered with ancient draconic runes, stands upon a volcanic summit, her obsidian-studded staff burning with ember-like energy. Her eyes gleam with the wisdom of centuries, her dark lips moving in whispered prayers to the beasts of old. Behind her, the sky erupts in fire, and from the molten depths, the head of a colossal dragon rises, its molten eyes locked onto her as it bows in reverence. ,aidmabaldursgate3, aidmamj6.1,