Scales

Miles was glad the conversation changed course, may as well make the most of it.

"After the split, I dont even know how long ago, I heard rumors of the Jormungandrs passing. How his chamber was empty, yet no one was brave enough to investigate. Except me. Scales of the dragons fetch a fair price, and could have set me up for a long life of relaxation. But when I enter, I saw the body, and before I could pluck my first scale, I was attacked from all fronts. Drakes, ice ones, I took out at least a bakers dozen before submitting to their might. A blast of ice was the last thing I remembered." Answered Mile, hoping that the story peaked her interest.