The dragon sat atop a mountain peak, watching the happenings of the world below him. How much time had passed since those mortals Shouted him here? He was alone here in this time; his brothers lay in burial mounds around this world. This was unacceptable. Upon his return, he felt his power surge but his journey through time had taken its toll but as he fed upon souls his strength was returning. He stretched his vast black wings but still felt weak. Soon his brothers would return to this world and he would once more make these mortals fear him.