Igam trudged solemnly through the forest. While glad to be away from the trooper in red, he was unsettled by the mutants. Every rustling bush and breeze made Igam snap his head around in fear. He clutched at this aquila icon, and follow Gaius's lead deeper into the jungle. As the group continued on, Igam's thought turned inward. He was taught from a very young age to hate everything that was different. The only reason he himself was not hung for witchcraft on his home world was that he was lucky, or unlucky, enough to be picked up by a black ship.