



Dragon
You stumble your way into a pocket dimension that bridges a minor gap between the the realms, and see a high vaulted ceiling held by wide pillars of black gilded stone. the floor - if one could call it a floor - is covered with so much gold coins and fine jewels, the original stonework of the floor is unseen. the piled and strewn about gold resembles the sand dunes of a bright desert, with a larger pile here, one over there, but they all seem to originate from a larger mound of the gold toward the center of the chamber.
every dozen seconds or so, a dry breeze flutters past you from somewhere in the center of this wide chamber, from the pile.
what do you do?
(ooc: yes this is pics from the hobbit, but my dragon is not smaug exactly. I use him in another rp subreddit, so I'm slowly tweaking it to be universe-neutral.)