Alakabam

Attacking Forces: Reformed Kingdom of Oren and Allies.

"Dear Applicants." "It has come to my attention that you both want to join this valiant horde of fighters, under the assumption that the two of you will be good fighters, you are as of now. Accepted!"

Fredrick stands on top of the large overgrown tower. It's ruined state showing lots of decay as it stands in the shadow of a large mountain, not a natural mountain however. This was a mountain spawned by the Undead filth and their minions. They resided in there as normal people although much worse then that they attack and try to capture the entire North. The rot and horrible looking materials that cover the ground slowly spreading from out the castle which once belonged to the proud Teutonic Order. As Fredrick studies the mountain and the tower behind it he notices quite a few holes which could be used to break into the seemingly giant castle. He had been there in the time that the Teutons had still lived there. There halls were big and build to last. Now the undead we're going to use that to their advantage. He just knew it. They would hide inside and rain lightning from above that hellish looking tower. So there needed to be a way for the mortals to get inside. A way which wouldn't be discovered by any of the Undead involved. Something where they could safely go through and stab those despicable creatures in the back. Fredrick gestures to his son to give him the binoculars, a curious way of seeing things from afar, up close. As Fred peered through them he saw some of the holes on a much bigger scale, they seemed to be impenetrable. Sighing while he gave the binoculars back to his son. "There must be a safe way inside.. I just know it." As Fredrick and Giovanni walked back to the Fáoláin castle they wouldn't be in doubt as to who would win the battle either way. Their forces we're strong. Aesterwald especially. The other armies also had some power although less but still filled with legendary names and good fighters overall. The might of the mortals had grown in abundance these last few decades. It all seemed to pass by so fast but things like this remind people that the times are still important and things would need to be happening otherwise it could very well mean the annihilation of the mortals as we knew it. After some discussions with the Aesterwaldians and their officers Daren and Fredrick would be most pleased with the results. Their homestead would be saved of the wretched beings that tried to invade it. Fredrick would smile and raise his mighty battleaxe while standing next to his son. Daren just besides them as he looked onward. Fredrick's reference picture: Fredrick's son Giovanni: Daren's selfie:

"When two dark souls meet, fate begins to take them away where dark angels live in bliss, a dark fairy tale ends."

Fredrick comes across the recruitment poster and thinks, "Why would a secret society ever have to recruit members in the public eye.. Doesn't that defeat the purpose." sighs lightly as he pulls down the poster and sets it on fire with a small match. After the paper has completely dissolved he starts asking around through out the lands, hoping to find out who is foolish enough to start such a guild. "Surely other secret societies will be insulted even disgusted by this." he thinks while ripping down other posters.

5/10

2/10 have no idea who you are.

0/10 never seen you before.

5/10 Dont see you much.

I SUPPORT! ^_^

10/10 What can I say other then.. The guy is a legend D: