While there was still green in the landscape, Torrens had been happy marching along, for he could break off and burn down some trees whenever he felt, for want of a better word, hungry. However, the barren landscape of the mountains offered no combustibles, which meant that he wanted to get through them as quickly as possible or else he might be half dead before they even got to the rival Dungeon. Although, rocky terrain was familiar to Torrens, for his last Keeper had his Dungeon in mountains like these.

Then he was assigned a scouting mission with some of the others, including Faeles. This Faeles person had started acting a little less suspiciously as of late. Nobody knew anything about him still, but at least he wasn't hiding or anything. Then Faeles posed the question of who would be leading. "That depends on whether we want to be sneaky," Torrens said, "If we don't care about being seen, then I should definitely take the lead, so if we get attacked they'll strike me first, and I doubt that'll be something which would deal me any serious harm. On the other hand, if we want stealth, then I'd better pull up the rear instead."

Torrens looked over at the other champions in the scouting party. Clotho, D'Artagnan, Faeles. They looked like the sneaky types rather than the direct types, although he had given them the option either way. Being part of an army needed a team effort and cooperation, and Torrens knew that well.