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"I know as much about Ravus as one should know about him. I know nothing about this Talga of yours, but I do know that he defiled you. It's even worse considering the circumstances of your birth." Gladinus sniffed, speaking down to Saft as if not only was she beneath him, but almost as if she wasn't even an intelligent being.

"Ravus is, unfortunately, my nephew. That makes me your granduncle."

The Scout, who was not aware of the fact, recoils slightly. Knowing that Gladinus of the Golden Scale had a taboo linked to him in any way made him much less of a dragon in the Scout's eyes, though he said nothing.

"I do not work for Ravus. I want him dead, as do others. You, however, are my responsibility now. We can't have Ravus mucking about any longer. So long as you are out of his grasp, no more blasted humans will get it into their heads that they should be killing us."