"Wasn’t your quest to end the dragon’s rampage," inquired the Duke.
"It was, and I did; there has not been a single trampled hut nor stolen cattle in years," responded the Paladin.
"But the dragon is still alive."
"Why is this?"
"Because,” the paladin ran a scarred hand over her wrinkled brow, and through her gray hair, ”After a long talk, she agreed to be more mindful of her surroundings and other people's property."