[Hewitt]

ooc: Do I remember how to speak the common tongue?

*When Hewitt spots the city within his domain he just stares.*

Whoa. How long was I asleep for!?

*And it wasn't just some puny manling settlement or village like he was used to seeing in these parts but a city, a large well established one at that with ships and everything. The breeze coming in from the north brought something else interesting however, another of his brethren somewhere up north... but that could wait. This city was far more interesting and although it dented his pride a little the fact that the manlings could build something like this so quickly impressed him. Somewhat impressed that is. Not only that but Hewitt then began to picture thousands of manlings baering down on his cave... he was being to regret his rather rash behaviour at the mining camp. The oxen HAD been nice and juicy however...*

Well it's decided then.

*Finishing off his long awaited breakfast, Hewitt takes to the skies again and heads towards the city.*