
Takkar Gregor |

Takkar sighed at the end of the day. He was used to the forest. In fact, the woods were more of a home than the city had ever been. The hitch was all of the people he was around all day. What's worse, they viewed him as some sort of leader along with the rest of the ragtag group. He didn't dislike their band, so to speak, but it was certainly a change being around such a group and having to make decisions that affected more than just him. He hadn't had this responsibility since his family was taken from him, and it currently hung like an old suit. While irritation was not uncommon and his head hurt probably as often as it didn't, he knew he had to accept the responsibility thrust on him at the moment.
Still, I can't wait to get back out and go my own way. It will be a shame to say goodbye to these warriors, though...they've certainly proved their worth. It's good to have someone watching my back...