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The Dragon's stern expression softens as she nods approvingly. "Thank you," she says to Max as she opens the door wider to let in her guests. "You may call me Blaise. Let me show you around."

The Dragon's lair is quite large and luxurious, equipped with a chef's kitchen, a banquet hall, a cooling room and freezer for food storage, restrooms, an indoor bathhouse, a small library, an armory, multiple guest rooms, and all of it has running water. Most of the facilities are on the ground floor, with the lodgings on the second and a couple of restrooms on each. Magical floating globes light the rooms when their command words are spoken, which their owner teaches her guests. Open-air corridors and stairways lead the way between rooms.

After climbing the stairs to the third and top floor, the Dragon opens the only door inwards. The bed in this room could possibly humble a king's. Grand tapestries line the walls, boldly coloring the room's masonry. Thick curtains frame the windows, giving a magnificent view to all sides while granting privacy when desired. A plush, exotic rug lines the floor, and dressers filled with outfits and who-knows-what-else border the room.

"This is my room," Blaise informs her guests, "and the one you'll be staying in.