Gun'tar just came back to the tavern after a successful hunt. He didn't care about the looks people gave him as he passed. His orc heritage was the only thing that reminded him of home. After a year of wandering this part of the kingdom he was feeling homesick. 
He sat at one of the tables , the previous people that stayed there quickly left the table , leaving him alone. 
" [color=yellow] Woman ! Bring me some ale ! [/color] " said Gun'tar in a think accent , he learned the human language from his mother but never used it 'till last year. 
	Gun'tar was looking for the girl for a few days now. He heard about a woman that can fight and has the same road as he does. Even his orcish might couldn't compare to the monsters numbers and he needed companion for road. Maybe get some things from them , buy them of course , to show his tribe. His tribe always considered humans as inferiors due to their occasionally weak constitution. He learned that it is not so in the last year. He heard the news about the human's Queen , she was killed by an assassin. That was something that he never understood of human culture. If someone wanted to take her place , why wouldn't that person challenge her to combat. Why kill her in from of her subjects to know you are the new leader. It didn't make sense to him all these killings. To kill someone in fair combat was an honor both to the victor and the deceased but to kill someone without issuing a challenge first , that was unthinkable.
	The maid brought him his ale and he paid with a silver coin. " [color=yellow] Woman , who's that girl with the sword and shoulder bag , right there ? Is she the one that wants to go east ? [/color] "    
	  With a shaking voice the maid said " [color=blue] Yes , yes. That's her. Poor girl wants to go east but doesn't find anyone going into that direction. [/color] ".
	Quickly Gun'tar raised from his table and went to the girl. Inspecting her , he notices that she's still a child. How can she be the warrior he heard of ? How can she hope to travel east ? 
	" [color=yellow] I'm Gun'tar Molokoi of the Morash tribe , son of Galtosh Molokai and Mareea the shaman. I heard you want to travel east [/color] " Gun'tar said with a calm voice and a smile on his face.