And now for something completely different:
If dragons ever played Monopoly™, it would have to be with real tracts of land (no, take your mind out of the gutter for a moment), and with real money. The logistics of how they wold move across the “board” is a discussion for another day, but the accumulation of wealth and status, if it could even be left up to things like Chance and Community Chest cards, make it a good candidate for a draconic national pastime.
So on that note, allow me to introduce you to your Rich Uncle Coppersacks.
His mustache kind of defies the laws of physics, or at least perspective (like any good mustache ought to), and replicating the jaunty angle in the brim of the hat proved slightly outside of my capabilities tonight, but it’s pretty much what a draconic version of the modern iteration of Rich Uncle Pennybags would look like, as far as I’m concerned.
