"That's a pity. I had good business in that town."<br/><br/>Azare mentioned to himself as his nose was to the air. With a turn of his head, he shifted his vision across the horizon, to a small town, miles away. And said town seemed to be quite... doomed, to say the least. A small smile perked on his face as annoyance gripped him, but soon he reassured himself. There was always more towns that were in desperate need of help. With a nod to himself he turned his nose to the air again. The smell of burning buildings wafted quite strongly, and even as far away as he was he could smell it, almost taste it. Of course... that also might have been attributed to his current surroundings as well.<br/><br/>"Almost makes me wish I hadn't done away with this one, but a reneged deal isn't something I take lightly."<br/><br/>His head turned back to his surroundings, to the desecrated village behind him. While once a rather beautiful place, it was now blackened. Scorches and craters littered the area as it was quite apparent that a dragon had gone through here. The last remnants of the fires burnt away at the ruins and the seared corpses of those who had been unlucky enough to be caught by his lightning. Those who hadn't were now residing in his stomach, which he patted boorishly and yawned, feeling slight indigestion. It seemed to happen whenever he ate human meat after all. It had gotten a bit too reliant on his normal prey; his own kind. With a shrug he slid off his perch on a crumbling beam, his feet hitting the snow.<br/><br/>A roar came from his stomach as he patted it again. His eyes met with his stomach, before slowly turning to the fiery speck on the horizon. Well, there was no harm checking at least. His body turned towards the site and a grim smile appeared on his face as he got ready to leap into the sky... but then he heard it... and almost fell into the canyon below.<br/><br/>As his foot came down to halt his descent, he raised his head, a look of caution washed across his face. His mind worked quickly as he gained his bearing, going over the sound again in his mind. No matter who it was, it was strong, old, and had a hint of despair. Despair... well that was easy to understand. Unlike the others his age, he was not content in long sleeps. So instead he traveled. And with less sleep, came more hours to increase his horde. And through that, he saw the world as it was. Dying and desolate. But that was what he grew up with and, in fact, had his own part in the destruction. The remnants of the old land were apparent.<br/><br/>With a self gratifying smile, he oriented himself towards the general direction of the roar. With a wink of his eye and a point of his finger, his voice rang out in the whirling winds.<br/><br/>"Welcome to the new world. I surely hope you like what we've done with the place."