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Context: We found our first dragon, and tried talking with it before fighting with it because we were all low level. Our Dragonborn talked to him alone, with us hidden, but within listening distance.

Dragonborn: What could we give you, so that you might leave this place, and find a home elsewhere?

DM(as dragon): Well, perhaps you could add to my wealth, and give me a little pleasure as well.

*Tiefling pokes her head out from out hiding spot*

Tiefling: Okay so, I know you’re like a dragon and all, but what kind of pleasure are we talking?

Everyone (OOC): DON’T FUCK THE DRAGON!