Nightmare nodded his affirmative, and waited for Ulfric to finish talking to Jeffery. He would have his fun 'keeping them away'. They would stay away alright. Permanently. He didn't particularly care who Ulfric brought.<br/><br/>Gorgon slowly stood as he heard his cage being opened. The guard he was familiar with, an experienced soldier by the name of Jorden, who was often the one to supervise his 'experiments', stepped into the room. "Come on Gorgon. You're running point for the caravan."<br/><br/>He narrowed his eyes. They were trying to move faster than their technological means would allow it seemed. He only ran point when they were moving through uncharted territory, or expected magical traps.  He was a bit too precious for front line work, but they didn't hesitate to use his formidable senses as a scout.<br/><br/>He followed without comment, waiting patiently for the caravan to move out. As it began moving, he slipped ahead of the lead vehicle, running at a speed equaling and at times, exceeding, that of the truck. He kept his eyes and ears open for any signs of sentient life. If it wasn't with their caravan, it wouldn't be human.