Ah, Zhaitan has been dead for some time, but... I was fighting another dragon, yes.

[He turns his face down a moment, but quickly shakes off a somber expression before he looks back up.] He spent twenty-five years looking for a cure for the land but... I think he knew it would be impossible so long as Zhaitan was there. So when I awoke he mentored me for a time, we helped each other and--

[He waves a hand quickly, sheepishly.] Sorry, that is... anyway, Orr is what would happen if that forest were left to rot. It's quite decrepit. But our mother gave him a magical blade made of one of her thorns, and with it a plan to counter the magical corruption with our own magical cleansing.