Dave was teleported back into the wilds. Appearing in the corpse-filled area where the battle of the orcs and players happened. There, he was face to face with Singund.
Singund was looking at Dave disapprovingly.
"What? Is there a problem?" Dave said.
"I still don't think you are fit to lead," Singund snorted.
"Really? Not even after I have beaten your ass?" Dave questioned.
"A leader is not just about strength," The orc said.
"That's new, coming form an orc. Say, what the fuck do you know about me to say I am not fit to lead?" Dave said he was getting angry. Never was he in a situation where one of his underlings talked back to him.
Even Dog, with all his antics, was a good follower.
Very sorry for the chaps being late and no posts. I had a terrible week, (still haveing it)
Went for a trip, this is usually the time where i take breaks from writing but i decided to post still. But while i was doing a trip, we kinda blew two tiers, had to sleep in the open. We couldn't find rent, and we are almost broke. Heck i wrote this chap in a coffee house XD well this week sucks so far but i hope it gets better.