(alright. Besides, I think he will love having a Ra'zac around.)
Syren walks along down the road past Dras Leona and looks back at Helgrind, it's three large peaks reaching grotesquely towards the heavens. "soon" he cackles to no one in particular "I will bring back a Rider to feed upon, along with his dragon" he pulls out a silver flask Fromm his shroud. "I'll poison the my arrows with this seithr oil and shoot the dragon down, dissolving holes in its wings. Yes, it will beg for mercy from me, but it will not get it. No, it will not."