It’s whispered there be a hoard of purest gold so vast and varied it could nary be spent in 100 lifetimes. Surrounded by darkness, beyond the whooshin’ cave – glintin’, glitterin’, growin’, dancin’, cascadin’, flashin’, crashin’, spoutin’... and temptin’. Aye, but beware the yellow eyes of Dragon Gullinnvell - his monstrous, cracklin’ wrath means the end be nigh! MN Legal