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14th of Grand Harvest, 1534. The contract between a member of the Gashbluuds and Dunamis had taken place.

Gorbad'Gorkil along with his warboar 'Grimjaw' sat below deck of the Orc ferry boat 'Da Squid's Peepah'. He sat on a large pile of minas, enough to fund a large scale war for months. Across from him were caskets filled with runic enchantments, ready to be applied to weaponry and armors. A smug grin had formed on the gray Orc's face, images of conquest and the screams of the Dwarven army being crushed underfoot filled his head. The boar snorted in amusement as if picking up the vibe Gorbad was laying down. The boat eventually docked after a brief argument with the Temple Monks. Gorbad'Gorkil stepped outside and stretched his arms upwards, the meager sun beating down on his bare back. He mounted his warboar and went for a round about the temple docks, stretching his boars legs after having to stay still during the boat ride. The two returned to the boat, while two figures clad in blue armor with the Dunamis tabard were awaiting Gorbad's arrival.

Richard Revlis climbed aboard the boat, meeting eyes with Gorbad "Are you the one I have come to see?" he asks, holding out the letter sent to him prior. Gorbad'Gorkil nodded "Throm'ka." and dismounted Grimjaw, stepping towards Richard. "I have seen Dunamis over the years, without you there current war victories could have easily changed. You are a key piece, the Dwarves and Snow Elves know this. I will ****** up this chance to whittle down the Dwarven military, and ensure the Waaagh is a bloody victory." stated Gorbad'Gorkil to Richard, to whom nodded in confirmation "Then let us speak of the contract then, Gorbad.". The two spoke upon the boat for what seemed like hours, going through various rules and regulations the two sides should follow to ensure both sides are happy with the outcome. Afterwards the talk of payment had gone on, those present could not wipe the smiles off their faces. Large sums of mina, large amounts of blood. Both pleased either side greatly. 

"Then let us seal this deal." and with a flick of his wrist, Gorbad'Gorkil had taken out a ceremonial knife and had made a gash onto his knuckles, allowing the blood to trickle a moment before handing the knife over to Richard. Richard followed suit, also making a cut into his own knuckles. Gorbad'Gorkil extended his closed fist to Richard and spoke
"Blood for blood.".
Richard smirked and pounded his fist into Gorbad's fist
"And blood for coin.".

The contract was made in blood, and in blood shall the contract be fulfilled.


Waaaaaaaagh!

Edited by DrakeHaze/Omnyaxle
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