His name was of no consequence; he was simply the monster that prowled the gravelands where shadows forever lengthened. He had no obligation to leave the darkness and come to Canterlot City, nor did he have the right to stay. But as festering shadows start to grow, someone has to trim the branches. Who better than someone who knows those shadows?
Canterlot City; know he pray's you'll still be standing once all is said and done.