Now you know why they call this the Dragon Wastes. Bones of the beasts are strewn about as far as the eye can see.
We've probably taken down a dozen or more frostwyrms and there's still no end in sight. The Scourge's got fuel for ten-thousand more what with all the bones laying about.
<Tyralion clears his throat.>
I don't mean to bore you with the details, hero. We've got the wyrm you're looking for locked in our sights.