Home sweet Monoceros. It'd been a while since she came here. Well, probably not more than a day, but given what she was supposed to do, it was long. A dry wind buffeted Sharp's face as she painstakingly dragged a rickety bone "cart" behind her. Little flakes of dried mud peeled off her scales and flitted away in the growing breeze. The cavelights were getting dim-- weren't they bright when she last came? Gosh, Dread must be waiting for her! Well, good thing his hoard was just outside the entrance!
Sharp steered her carriage slowly, towards the ever looming pile of gold and... other things. Honestly, she wasn't even sure what half of that stuff was. Oh well. The lizard spat her steering bar onto the floor and started waddling over. Was the dragon-friend here? She couldn't exactly tell from her low angle. She mentally went over her notes. Tell him it's from Aure, don't talk about collecty-friend or anything. She still didn't know who this "Aure" dude was, but she wasn't going to break a promise.
Here she goes.
@Dread

