The senator everyone called Draco ("the
Dragon") was a bitter, withered specimen of humanity when the Bargain
was made. He earned his nickname at the height of his power, in the
years before Macer was Imperator, fighting as a general in the Legions,
against the Alemanni tribes to the north. The natives were so impressed
with his brutal tactics and vicious death-dealing that they called him
"der Drachen," after the largest and most powerful beast in their lands. He liked the appellation and carried it home with him.
His words, in the days before the
Bargain, led the other senators to suspect that he would be asking for
the return of his youth and physical prowess. The sorcerous gift he actually
requested stunned them all with its audacity - the power to kill with a
touch. The room erupted in protest, but the dark powers they'd summoned
ignored it and gave Draco what he wanted.
Montanus couldn't fathom it. Draco
couldn't expect to live, considering the threat he posed. Then again -
Draco didn't expect to live, period. He was old. And he wanted to
inflict maximum damage on his enemies before he went - or after he was
gone.
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