Mirror, tell me something...Who is the greediest of them all.
Me of course!

It is said that amidst the void, somewhere between every world exists a place. A den. A kingdom. Where vaults of untold treasures are contained and stolen from the dimensions that it connects to. More gold than capable of being used. Gems of utmost perfection. Paintings of forgotten realms, artifacts of untold powers.

And a dragon keeps it all. Opening portals left and right, Karn storms castles pillaging everything in his path to hoard it and drain every mining veins of their worth. Leading legions of golems made of pure gold, he is determined to collect everything that eternity has created. In his trails, the destruction caused is equal to the vast riches that are left behind for each golem struck down. Its yield in gold is enough to fund empires for years.

It isn't uncomon for those that have heard of the avatar of greed to create masterpieces in hope to reach the dragon attention for him to send his golden horde forward in hope of collecting unimaginable riches.

But for the most insanes of them all...They do not wait for him to exit his lair. They reach for his vaults dirrectly. May it be for priceless possession or weapons that will make them gods of their world. They force open under the watchfull gaze of the Golden Master the vaults that contain their downfall.

Let them come...Gold may be my greatest compagnion...It doesn't quench my thirst as mutch as blood