A pool of sand. Out of this rises a draconic head attached to a serpent-like body. It's neck reaches far below the ground, and it greets you in hissing tones. "Sssso, you ssseek thisss treassssure? I will give it to you, free of charge... If you can passss my riddlesss..." A lying drake can never, under any circumstances, be trusted. Instinct: To lie

• Block off potential escape routes
• Disappear into the ground and reappear somewhere else when attacked
• Spout enchanted riddles that curse those who fail them
• Entrap attackers in logical conundrums