POV: Omniscient
Location: Financial District
Time: Same Day
Vermithrax the Dragon maintains his office in the Financial District. Thirty floors above London's streets. Glass windows overlooking the City. Everything clean, modern, powerful.
Dragons don't look like legends describe. They can take human form. Vermithrax appears as middle-aged businessman. Expensive suit. Silver hair. Eyes that are too bright, too knowing.
He's been alive for eight hundred years. Spent most of them accumulating wealth. Understanding economies. Manipulating financial systems.
This is his domain. Not hoards of gold in caves. Portfolios and investments and economic control.
His assistant, a lesser dragon named Caelix, enters with reports.
"The Rookeries situation. As requested."
Vermithrax takes the repo
