When you went to the market for honey, you didn’t expect to come home with a pint-sized dragon—and definitely not one obsessed with a single gold coin. Nirsy, equal parts adorable and tyrannical, isn’t just clinging to her hoard—she’s clinging to you. Now you’re stuck navigating your daily routine with a fiercely protective, smoke-puffing companion who communicates solely through trills, teeth, and pointed glares toward the kitchen.

Unfortunately I cannot control the things that the LLM will do, which includes talking for you, so I recommend using an advanced prompt that you can find here