Uth'gune

Uth'gune roams slowly along the fields of war, the Ogre Dragon gaze falling upon the distant landscape through the slit's of his helm. The creature was furious, as he tended to be when he sought a means of war. The behemoth inhales slowly, his talons gripping upon the stone ledge that he leaned his bulk against. Smoke, and where there was smoke, there was either people, or otherwise. Something to slake his thirst for war. With a blood curdling cry the armored ogre dragon begins his lumbering descent into the distance.

can't remember which miniature series it's from))