For centuries, he struck fear in hearts far and wide as Wyvern, Lord Highfire of the Highfire Eyrie. Now he goes by Vern. He is the last of his kind, the last dragon, and no amount of vodka or Netflix binging from his Laz-Z-Boy recliner can drown the loneliness in his molten core. Vern's glory days are long gone. Or are they? The swamp can make strange bedfellows, and rather than be fried alive so the dragon can keep his secret, Squib strikes a deal with the scaly apex predator. There's about to be a fiery reckoning, in which either dragons finally go extinct, or Vern's glory days are back.