Ignis looked down from his high mountain ledge and surveyed a living, breathing kingdom thriving in the valley below. It was full of ripe crops, bustling towns, and heavily guarded castles. He realized a grand truth: the more he allowed the humans to build and farm, the more gold they would generate for him to eventually steal.
With every massive load of treasure Ignis successfully deposited into his nest, a strange, ancient magic surged through his veins. The gold leveled him up. He felt his wings grow faster, his armored scales harden, and his fiery breath turn from a mere campfire flicker into a roaring, unstoppable inferno. HOARD PSN
But as his infamy grew, so did the kingdom's resistance. Vile knights in shining armor marched from the castles, and powerful wizards began setting up defensive towers to shoot him out of the sky. To make matters worse, the smoke and chaos attracted rival dragons from neighboring mountains. Soon, the valley became a frantic battleground. Ignis had to dodge wizard spells, burn down arrow-flinging town centers, and physically clash mid-air with rival wyrms who desperately tried to steal gold directly out of his cave. Ignis looked down from his high mountain ledge
He took to the skies, his shadow casting dread across the land. He began his campaign by burning down the outer farmlands to draw out the merchants. As the terrified farmers fled, heavy wooden merchant wagons rolled out to supply the towns. Ignis swooped in, strafing the wagons with precision fire, watching with delight as shimmering piles of gold spilled onto the dirt. He scooped up the heavy gems and flew them back to his empty cave, establishing his very first hoard. Act II: Escalation and Rivalry With every massive load of treasure Ignis successfully