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<blockquote data-quote="Bob Aberton" data-source="post: 1279618" data-attributes="member: 1518">Malachi,Oshente nods solemnly.&quot;I be Pikifela, I watch over dha People.&quot;He turns to Heart-of-Ten-Thousand-Oaks.&nbsp; Taking a handful of river mud in his left hand, he holds out his right; a young Orc steps closer, holding out a sharp piece of flint.&nbsp; Oshente gashes right palm on the flint and mingles his blood with the river mud.&quot;Ah swear on behalf of my People, Ah swears on Earth an' I swears on blood, dat Ah an' my People be true.&nbsp; We will help you, aid you an' yo' 'gainst de Standishtown-folk.&nbsp; Naw harm be comin' or ever will com' to you t'rough us.&quot;Heart---- watches silently.&nbsp; When Oshente finishes, he reaches into his belt and draws his own flint knife, a marvel of craftsmanship.&nbsp; He gashes his right palm, as Oshente had done, and clasps the hand of the Orc.&quot;We brothers now, mikko of the Free Folk, blood brothers until death.&nbsp; Our peoples shall be friends until the River runs dry and all the trees fallen and the bones of the Mother are sundered.&quot;</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Bob Aberton, post: 1279618, member: 1518"] Malachi, Oshente nods solemnly. "I be Pikifela, I watch over dha People." He turns to Heart-of-Ten-Thousand-Oaks. Taking a handful of river mud in his left hand, he holds out his right; a young Orc steps closer, holding out a sharp piece of flint. Oshente gashes right palm on the flint and mingles his blood with the river mud. "Ah swear on behalf of my People, Ah swears on Earth an' I swears on blood, dat Ah an' my People be true. We will help you, aid you an' yo' 'gainst de Standishtown-folk. Naw harm be comin' or ever will com' to you t'rough us." Heart---- watches silently. When Oshente finishes, he reaches into his belt and draws his own flint knife, a marvel of craftsmanship. He gashes his right palm, as Oshente had done, and clasps the hand of the Orc. "We brothers now, [I]mikko[/I] of the Free Folk, blood brothers until death. Our peoples shall be friends until the River runs dry and all the trees fallen and the bones of the Mother are sundered." [/QUOTE]

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