Takal smiles at and hoists his large frame up from the floor to join the others. He enters the room to see everyone in a discussion about going somewhere. He notices the stuffed bellies of many, most larger than they were since he last saw them. "Been out making friends in the lawless city have we?" Takal asks grinning and shaking his head. His hair hung lower to his head now creating what looked like an enormous mushroom over his head. "If we are to perform our duties here we should do so sooner rather than later I believe." Takal mentions, being purposely vague to not alert the large amount of people who had recently joined their brigade as to what their original intent was. Takal leans towards Chrrou and whsipers. "How long will the tree master remain hidden?" He then casually throws back his head throwing his hair back. His hair becomes full and lively as it had been previously, a feat only someone in complete control of their body might accomplish.<br/><br/>Takal is a tall man with skin a deep brown. He stands approximately 7"2 towering over most of his race and most of taller races as well. He is very lean, but one can tell merely by observing that he posses great strength and speed for a person of his composure. An enormous black afro tops his head complimented with close cut black sideburns. Looking at his face one might judge that his ethnic background lies somewhere between african american and middle eastern. When he is not resting he can usually be seen wearing a red headband depicted the symbol of his clans monistary. Dressed in simple clothing, he appears to have no weapons armor or equipment of any kind, short of simple things such as rope and a bedroll.