The orc looked strong, maybe even stronger than him, however Erjak would not willingly follow someone unless that person had earned his respect, strength was not everything when it came to Erjak. He furrowed his brows and went towards Gorman, half-prepared to swing his axe if it came to blows, though he hoped it would not come to this.

"Hello, fellow orc, I assume you are Gorman?" Erjak asked standing in front of the large orc. "I am Erjak, you may know of me as the Erjak the Savage, I hope you do not mind me discussing a few things with you while we march towards our target?"