Latagu felt relieved, he didn't want to lose his intimidating stature by being in a dress. "Latagu's fiery heart keeps him warm, but Latagu will wear tunic and pants so that Latagu is not being apart from others he around." His mentor would be proud, doing the customs of the humans in order to better relate with them. He still wished he had his clan to go back to, but this seemed like it might not be so bad. It was lucky to find a chosen of Vajaz Frum, his belief in the orc legends made him believe that working with Kate was the best thing to do. The only thing that would be better would be to find a chosen of Tormalichi, the god he paid homage to, the god of servitude, home, and clan community. Of course his mentor told him he was a chosen of Tormalichi, but he didn't believe it. Tormalichi gave his chosen the commanding presence to rally thousands, Latagu was only liked by those who knew him best, and only tolerated by the others in the clan, outside of the clan was even more of a joke. His mentor always spoke more highly of him than was really justified.