Everyone around at the moment seemed to be shorter than Hugh. He recalled many years ago, when he was always with men of equal strength and stature and shorter humanoid races were an oddity to him and his comrades. Now, since the decades after the loss of his civilization, he towered over most creatures. He felt just slightly out of place, but he was accustomed to it, these days.

The barbaric looking Hugh gave off a good impression of friendliness, with the hope of having a few new friends. He never really cared what they were like, whether they worked well with him or didn't work at all, he always pulled his own weight around and took care of others as best he could. 

"Hopefully he will find them in time. Otherwise, you might be on a quest along with us." Hugh quipped.