It
has come again to my attention that your over stuffed uncle Scaligar has sent
you a long letter which in every word insults me, tells lies of my hoard, and
sneers at my hoard. But you can tell him that I could not care less what he
thinks about me, for I do not pay attention to his pathetic attempt at
desecrating me, for he is a no-good, fat-bellied, to smart-for-his-own-good
imbecilic moron.
But
I must defend something, I DO have a diamond throne, it just got cracked and I
had to put it in storage! And I do have a collection of golden knight’s
helmets, I just put them in an enchanted chamber, then I realized that I did
not know anything about...
But
on to your mentoring; I have found that repossessing is a masterful way of
swelling your hoard, though I have made mine great by killing kings and taking
there treasure as tribute, but for a lowly dragon like yourself, repossessing
is a good way to begin your hoard, and after a few years of my mentoring, you
might come up to my standard of terror-inducing evil overlord of three
provinces.
I
trust that you have killed your parents already in a most horrific and brutal
fashion. I will be checking up on you in the next few days, but for now, my
wrath remains quiet.
Your
ferocious, incredible, fearful, terrible, need I mention omnipotent and modest
uncle,
Gargazath
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