A small man squats above the gutted carcass of a deer in a nameless swamp at the edge of the world. The spear of light in the distance caught his attention, but it was the dull roar that shook leaves from the trees that caused a wry smile to spread across his face for the first time in... Lords, it must have been years. He tore a strip of bloody meat from the corpse and chewed thoughtfully.
“War on the earth ‘n dragons in the skies... Just like old times, ain’t it?” He chuckles to himself before returning to the task at hand.