Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What I do have is a name. Travel to the Black Market in Haupstadt.
Get advice, find help.
Get him up, but put a cloak on him for decency's sake.
[Slyrak] Uldorak was ready for death. The madness was upon him.
Father of Fire.
Or whatever they have in their guts, it varies from dragon to dragon.
-[indistinct chatter] -[laughter]
A coward.
The stars, the planets, life and death.
[ominous music]
if you had the power, wouldn't you take it?
[grunts]
You honor me.
One. That's how many.
[cries]
When you're of age, when you're ready, take yours to Dragon Hold.
How do you know?
[ragged breaths]
There, alone in the darkness, he slew the beast!
[Gwanwyn] I promised to find them.
Uldorak, his soul lost.
[gasps]
No guile.
[horses snort]
Fucking thing killed four of mine, injured at least five more.
-This fucking dragon. -Among others.
[snarling]
where you've set foot or anything else.
Weak.
Did you want another go?
How?
Every dragon.