01-10-2021, 04:56 PM
FIRE AND "BRYMSTONE"
''Strength gathers more strength, doesn't it?'' He asked it casually despite the audience that was slowly forming. Though his opinion on them was voided as he just came to listen to the woman in front of him. This Kingpin as she had called herself. What an interesting title she had. Still he knew that they would know that anyone that was around this island would know of the deeds that had been committed and yes the Iron Forged had heard of their exploits. After all the yowling sounds of the damned and defeated were hard to miss. But he was sure that some like to keep their ears plugged and try to tune out such violence. ''We have heard of the Coalition and frankly we enjoy the idea of having someone such as yourselves as an ally. Someone who sees a bigger picture and can take that picture and make it a reality. Strength is one thing but to have the strategy to take over multiple groups is another. We enjoy things like that, we like to ambush and to take. Resources are not often plentiful and that is how we make due. And with this alliance, possibly making us sister groups half of what we pillage will come to the Coalition.'' He began with a light tone as he looked at the three that stood before him. This was a deal he would uphold, he would invite them to their feasts and to their raids. Come to their defense when they would need it.
Turning his grinning skull to the side as his skeletal scorpion tail rattled with twisting and turning vertebra he would sit down slowly. Metal capped claws would shift against snow as he motioned from where his boats sat across the large channel of water. ''The Iron Forged live along the Ore Mountains. Our lands are rich in minerals and different kinds of plants during the warmer seasons. We have a very high dragon population as well which can sometimes make it a bit of a danger. We don't mind causing provoked or unprovoked fights so long as we get the necessities that we need. We are a rather...traditional group but I would not mind holding a feast specifically for celebrating an possibly alliance between the both of our groups.''
Turning his grinning skull to the side as his skeletal scorpion tail rattled with twisting and turning vertebra he would sit down slowly. Metal capped claws would shift against snow as he motioned from where his boats sat across the large channel of water. ''The Iron Forged live along the Ore Mountains. Our lands are rich in minerals and different kinds of plants during the warmer seasons. We have a very high dragon population as well which can sometimes make it a bit of a danger. We don't mind causing provoked or unprovoked fights so long as we get the necessities that we need. We are a rather...traditional group but I would not mind holding a feast specifically for celebrating an possibly alliance between the both of our groups.''
AND I'M BACK TO MY WAYS, CAUSE I'M HEARTLESS
SEVEN YEARS I BEEN SWIMMING WITH THE SHARKS NOW
SEVEN YEARS I BEEN SWIMMING WITH THE SHARKS NOW