The great white gaoler came from the icy continent to the south. Nobody had seen anything like him before. Tundras didnt like to hang out in the arid climate of the Plaguelands, maybe one or two in passing, but this dragon was much more intimidating, and much more furious.
It was Shadow that he was tracking, the shade-touched daughter of the clan's chieftains. But they were not ready to give her up to this behemoth so easily, no matter who sent him, god or not, however they were open to negotiation.
He had a trick up his sleeve. She was not fully engulfed by the shade yet, and so he offered his deal. He would attempt to cleanse her of this corruption by locking it away within her, but in return she would join him as his apprentice. He would need her help if he was to navigate the region safetly, and he would need to keep a close eye on her in case she ever lost control of the shade trapped within her. He agreed to visit, so the chief could still see his daughter, but she would never again be a permanent resident, following the snowy beast around Sorneith to wherever the shade called them. Luckily for them, they now had bait.