<div class="floatleft">(http://shadowd20.pbworks.com/f/1231239204/Race-Orc(Small).jpg)</div><br/>Gragtar fell silent as he joined in the meeting led by their King. It was an exciting time, and a new land to conquer. Granted his mother was one of their king's warriors conquests... but he was glad that he was able to serve and contribute to their leader. He was quite a good warrior and scout, despite his humongous build. Not many people would expect that a large looking orc like him was swift footed, but then again... he had to work hard to be able to keep up with his swift footed kin. Not many jungle orcs could boast about that... and as much as he loved his matron, he refused to ride with her back then... pushing himself constantly to reach where he was right now.<br/><br/>When their King turned to him and gave his command, he bowed and said. "It will be as you ask, Honored Leader." His tone was formal, and full of respect. He then bowed to the rest before exiting the tent and then looked for his unit, asking them to bring their Cloaks of Concealment with them. It would be vital to the mission, as this was merely a scouting and mapping mission. Once they are done, they stealthily went through the gate to carry out their mission.<br/><br/>