Arn felt like he was the right leader for the group he was assigned. It had all in all a lack of humans which was something he was comfortable with. In fact he was more interested in their stories than he was in his fellow humans. He enjoyed their company as they walked forth to their first target. It hadn't been the path he had voted for, but he wasn't petty enough to share that or have it worry them. Every nation was on their list. The order they went in was simply subjective to each persons desires. His group seem to like to take a hit in the nose and strike back rather than dodge and strike. Fine by Arn. He may fight like an elf, but he had his share of human pride branded in him by his dad. While they slipped into the night he constantly stayed in the back as he watched his team maneuver the shadows.

When the town was behind them he gave himself a proper introduction. He felt compelled to provide some encouragement to his team. He told them he had been asked to lead them and that he was happy to answer the call. He also had their names memorized by morning and was happy he was able to pronounce them though rudimentary in the Orc's name he was still able to say it in one breath by the afternoon of their first day out of town. The time spent after they split from the other group was mostly spent traveling in reasonable silence. Since his time with the elf's had taught him tracking Arn was in the front so he could identify markers left from patrols and help the team avoid any unnecessary attention. Several days later and the team was met with the one thing he hadn't expected.

"Great a brain teaser..." He said looking at the riddles with a look of a man who just lost his last dollar in a poker match. Riddles were never his strong suit. Especially when it came to his villages humor. Joke Killer was a nickname he held for a few summers after so many of the new jokes had gone over his head. Thankfully he was better understanding of Elven humor; however, that is because theirs was based around natural things. Arn remained silent as he listened to his teammates begin to think through the riddles. He heard several ideas that made sense to him. He figured he could be of some help elsewhere. "I'll be back." He said as he walked back on the track they had found for a few hundred feet. 

"Thhhhhhffffp! Thhhhffffpp!" Arn called out a few times and then a few times more. He stopped short as he began to listen around him. A few moments later the same call came back almost as an echo only it seemed more strict in tone. Arn smiled as he made the call two more times. "Thhhhhhffffp! Thhhhffffpp!" Again it got a call back only this time it was closer and obviously moving towards him. The young man pulled an arrow from his quiver and watched the direction the call was coming from. A moment later the sound of wings could be heard as a massive waterfowl flew over the trees and into his sights. Arn let fly an arrow that flew straight and true right into the bird. It seemed to go limp and fall instantly towards the ground. Picking up his kill the leader returned to his team. "The best part of dinner goes to whoever opens the door."