Wisdom of Fight - Splitting Fences

Wisdom of the Flightas told by Alador Guldalian
Keensight sat back and lifted his large head. "Let me tell you of a young dragon who had amassed his first hoard. In the hoard, that he had painstakingly worked to accumulate, there was a beautiful crown."

Alador grinned. "You mean that he stole?"

Keensight huffed, and a puff of smoke bellowed from both nostrils. "Let me tell the story, and do not interrupt to split fences."

"You mean split hairs," laughed Al...