The dragon was an incredible challenge, but we had managed to defeat it. Both Sedriss and I were nearly killed in that battle, and at that time, I thought if we were doing the right thing. We were actively trying to destroy a dragon, to usurp my bother and obtain the throne to Clan Soldarak. We began our journey back to Soldarak holdings, when Thrandrumir, accompanied by zombified giants and a posse of Daelkyr agents, proved to one, once and for all, where my bothers allegiances lie. He has fully betrayed the clan. He doesn't even pretend to use the Daelkyr as weapons against the Mror Holds ancient enemies.
Thrandrumir is lost. Thrandrumir is corrupted. Thrandrumir must be stopped and the Clan must be restored to its place of honor.