White, Blue, Green, Yellow, Red, Black.
Where did the last Dragon go?
To the coast, the mountains, the forest, the plains?
To the dark, to the light?
Nay, he fled to the burning sands, where he lies in wait for the champion, his master, to come forth. But he has another role to play.
Of the dragons, he is the largest, the oldest, his blood less diluted by human warriors. He obeys only his instincts:
To obey his Master.
And to watch over the other, younger Dragons.