The Lorekeeper's Tome

Mordriss Greenmaw is the named terror of the deep old forests, the green dragon that the woodsfolk speak of only in low voices and never after dark. Where lesser green dragons merely scheme, Mordriss has made an art of it across a long life, weaving manipulation and poison through a vast stretch of ancient wood that it rules as an unseen tyrant. Its chlorine breath has emptied whole valleys, and its true weapon is patience - it is said to have ruined more by whispered bargains and patient deceit than ever it killed with the cloud. To the people of the forest's edge, Mordriss Greenmaw is less a beast than a dark power of the wood itself, and its name is spoken the way one names a thing one hopes never to meet.