Fire Starter: Cautionary tale of trying to tame a Fire dragon!

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I hope all you Lords and Ladies are having a great weekend. Maybe you are lucky enough to be enjoying the Sun shining and relaxing. Or, may be you are a Lord that is enjoying the cold icy terrains of Frostborne. Either way, it’s time to settle back and find out what adventures Ignatius has been up to this week. But, pay careful attention for Ignatius has set you a challenge. Don’t forget to post your answers and I’ll give you all a gold 🌟

Introduction: The Dragon Who Thought Everything Was Flammable 

There are many ways to leave your mark on Norheim. Some warlords train their best Immortals, others fortify their cities with walls thicker than their egos. But Ignatius? He prefers fire. Lots and lots of fire. If history is written in ashes, this dragon is Norheim's most prolific author. 

Some call him the Molten Monarch, others the Crimson Calamity, but most call him a major insurance liability. If you ever find yourself looking up and seeing a sky filled with scorched embers and crackling heatwaves, you're either experiencing a bad summer or Ignatius is about to redecorate your kingdom in shades of charred black. 

This is how Ignatius turned an entire continent into a cautionary tale, why no one trusts Firelords anymore, and what happens when a dragon decides that your grand castle would make an excellent campfire starter. 

But before we dive into the flames, let's test your knowledge. Which of Ignatius's dragon skills gives +9.5% damage when Fire Immortals receive a buff? Think carefully, because if you get it wrong, Ignatius might give you a firsthand lesson. 

The Great Firestorm of Norheim 

In the days when Norheim's warlords bickered over territory like children fighting over the last biscuit, the lands were divided between the Fire lords, Frostborne, and Earthbound. War was endless, alliances crumbled faster than a poorly baked loaf of bread. Peace was about as mythical as a Gnome that minds its own business. 

Then came Ignatius, the Draconic Inferno. 

It started with a single ember drifting across the Plains of Discord. Warlords locked in combat ignored the tiny flickering glow—after all, what's one ember compared to the blazing inferno of their egos? But Ignatius was no mere flicker. 

With a roar that shook the mountains and shattered fragile alliances, he descended like a fiery comet, his incandescent scales blazing against the night sky. His breath, a maelstrom of molten ruin, engulfed fortresses in infernal pyres, reducing once-great kingdoms to nothing more than smoking relics of bad tactical decisions. 

The Firelord, once so confident in their ability to harness flames, watched in horror as Ignatius overclocked their heat resistance. Frostborne sorcerers, desperate to counter the onslaught, hurled blizzards his way—only to watch their magic vaporise into festive little steam clouds. The Earthbound lords, wise enough to know that rock doesn't burn easily, dug deep and hoped that Ignatius wasn't feeling particularly persistent that day. 

But Ignatius wasn't here to scorch some castles and call it a day. No, he came with his full arsenal of dragon talents, each one designed to turn enemies into little more than crispy regrets. 

With every Flaming Breath, his True Damage melted through battalions like butter in a blacksmith's forge. His Intense Roar, amplified to its maximum level, unleashed critical damage so devastating it made even the bravest warriors rethink their life choices. And let's not forget Prairie Fire, a powerful talent spread across battlefields, making it clear that no terrain was safe from his wrath. 

But what about Furinkazan? A talent as unpredictable as Ignatius's mood swings ensured that his Fire Immortals weren't just stronger—they were borderline unstoppable. 

Panic set in. A council of warlords was hastily formed—mostly whoever hadn't been turned into dragon-baked toast yet. 

Perhaps we can reason with him?" one suggested. 

He just incinerated the entire diplomatic quarter. What do you plan to offer, a fireproof contract?" another snapped. 

"I'll fight him myself!" declared a particularly ambitious knight, before donning his legendary flame-resistant armour and charging into battle. His armour was indeed fireproof—his insides, however, were not. To this day, his glowing skeleton is a landmark for lost travellers. 

Even after reducing Norheim's finest warriors to cautionary tales, Ignatius wasn't done yet. His Gaze, a terrifying ability that ensured even those who survived his first attack were weakened and trembling, forced the remaining warlords to accept their fate: Ignatius was not to be challenged.

With a final flare of his obsidian wings, Ignatius rose above the charred remnants of Norheim, having successfully ended more political debates than any royal council ever could. His message was clear: fire does not bargain, and neither does he. 

Conclusion: The Lesson of the Ember Tyrant

And so, Ignatius the Incendiary became more than just a dragon—he became a parable. A lesson to warlords, emperors, and overly ambitious conquerors: power without control is a wildfire, and those who think they can tame it often end up as nothing more than kindling. 

Even today, Infinity Kingdom's lords still whisper his name, not in reverence, but in fear and the occasional fire drill. And if you ever find yourself marching to battle, hungry for conquest, remember this: 

It's not your enemies you should fear. 

It's the dragon watching from above, deciding whether today is a good day to roast some marshmallows. 

Oh, and before you go, let's test your survival skills: Wildfire—what does this dragon talent offer? And what about Robust—where can you find it? Answer correctly, and maybe—just maybe—Ignatius will spare your city for another day.

As you journey through this tale, be warned—Ignatius, the Fire Dragon, has left behind ten hidden words like embers scattered in the wind. Each one a clue, a flicker of molten fury, a whisper of scorched legends waiting to be unearthed. Perhaps it’s the roar of an inferno lurking between the lines, the heat of wildfire smoldering in the shadows, or the unforgiving claws of destruction gripping the edges of a sentence. Can you find them all before the flames consume the page, or will Ignatius keep his fiery secrets beyond your reach? The hunt is on—but beware, fire does not reveal its mysteries lightly.

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