Walking up to the Large opened area where doors stand ready to open. He look up at the two pillars that hold each door. Nodding to himself, he raises his hands and the gates seem to tremble. "I might be forgotten by my real name, and my real image, but not my others. The Dragon, the Protector shall always watch over this village." Walkng out of the gates, he turns and bows. "Be safe, my children." And with that, Surpentheon walks off into the walking mist. And behind him, the village seem to whisper his name, (The Dragon, The Protector) in the ears of all the villagers in hopes they would always remember. While the new dragons set up in his image atop the two mighty pillars miraculously seem to shed but a single tear each.