<span style="font-weight: bold">"What are you doing?!"</span>Came the call that would sound the end of Greham's fun.  He turned darkly to glare at the impudent Elf that had dared interrupt his glorious day.  Could he kill her?  No, her pet fighter was on her heels a moment later.  His powers were considerable, but he hadn't survived so long by being careless.  One or the other would raise an alarm if he tried anything.<br/><br/>"Why, I am only helping as you suggested.  Aren't i my dear?"  He asked the senseless woman; clearly scared stiff by the horrors around her.  At least the fear of the Dragon covered any fear he might have instilled in her.<br/>A dark shadow flicked across his eyes as the Elf's pet claimed the woman he had been so looking forward to releasing.  With barely contained disappointment, he watched Tom carry her away along with the delicious 'treats' she had.<br/><br/>Greham slowly walked up the alley.  He was almost to the Elf, her pet close by- if he were quick, he could take them both before they had a chance to rea-...<br/>An old, familiar feeling washed over Greham's mind.<span style="font-style: italic">No!</span>The scream bounced around his head and faded.<br/>Rubbing his eyes as if waking from a long sleep or a dreadful headache; Greham took a deep breath, choking unexpectedly on smoke.<br/>An Elven woman stood before him and a man nearby carrying a frightened woman.  Who were these people?  What was happening?<br/>Then his eyes came upon a sight he had not expected to see in his life.  A Dragon!  Amidst a ruined town.<br/><br/>He motioned towards the distant beast.  "Dragon?"  He asked.  It had gonge on a rampage and decided to take a break?  Why were they all here?  How long had he been gone this time?