That was what Xue Yunfeng wanted to know.
Although their relationship with the dragons was reasonably good, to be honest, apart from Black Rose, most of the undead were friendly with neutral dragons or dragons of the good alignment.
Alignment itself did not mean much to the undead.
Even evil dragons, as long as they had never eaten people, were not going to be disliked for their past highway robberies.
After all, although metallic dragons were less blatant about it than chromatic dragons, they also lurked along the roads, ready to lend someone a hand by moving a large tree or a boulder... of course, dragons never worked for free.
Sometimes, merchants would rather encounter chromatic dragons who knew restraint... as long as they agreed on the toll and took care not to expose their most valuable goods, they could still travel through those dragons' territories.
But metallic dragons, especially the more temperamental kinds... if they were already blocking the road to collect money, why did they still care so much about saving face?
One wrong word, and it became a provocation against the mighty dragon.
And that ended far worse than a highway robbery.
Thus, the people of Toril never hated dragons any less just because their alignments differed.
Of course, they also knew that some dragons were genuinely kind, willing to conceal their identities among humans and earn money through work... but those were the minority!
Who could, or would dare to, gamble on having enough luck?
Thus, the undead were actually quite welcoming toward every dragon who approached them to cooperate.
But the dragons had their own little schemes.
The metallic dragons were a little better. Although Telly was no longer in Toril, his parents were still there... moreover, during the Year of the Roaming Dragons, the