Torog smiles broadly and removes his helm to feel the warm sunlight on the mountainside. Finally, room to move. His steps take a certain lightness despite his bulk.

He maintains a humble mien during the effusive greetings, too aware of the wounds he took subduing the enemy master. He gives his full report when bidden, leaving room for the other masters to report on the details he did not himself witness, sparing no praise for Adept al-Wazra's efforts.