"Get you butt in here Frailin, and bring that lousy good for nothing Josiah in here as well!" Grim shouted from the courtyard.
"Yes, Young Master we will be there momentarily!" Two voices echoed in response. "Crashhh... B:"@am.... Cr!?@#Amdha^&%*@."
"What the hell are you two doing in there I swear if you two keep me waiting i'll make sure you wont eat for days!" Grim exclaimed loudly.
"Noooo, Young Master don't do this to us. We recently just finished punishment from you last week." Two pitiable shouts rang out in tandem.
Two bodies shot out of the back-door past the garden and into the private courtyard. One was a tall bulky bald headed fellow. He never wore a shirt and had an unbelievable amount of muscle for a voy of only fourteen. His blood red eyes could scare anyone, but in truth he was just a large hulk like teddy-bear.This fellow was Frailin.
The other one was tall and lanky, he had pitch black skin color and silver eyes. His hair was red with a black streak within it. These were all traits of the nomadic peoples. He was also wearing a slightly worn out sleek form fitting black armor, dagger in a sheath on the side.
Before Grim even had a chance to dress himself both heads were on the floor, "Young Master Grim we will except any punishment, just don't take our food away." exclaimed Frailin and Josiah afraid for their stomachs.
"Why can't I you two will just sneak food from the kitchen anyway! You think I wouldn't have noticed." Grim explained in a stern tone, but noticeably there was no malice or anger what so ever in it. The only emotion detectable was brotherly love.
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In the past when Grim was seven years in age his mother and father took him to the shopping district. As it was the first time he had traveled outside the manor the young Grim was fascinated with everything he saw.
From the crowds of people bustling by on the mossy cobblestone roads, to the colorful and vibrant stalls on the sides selling knick-knacks and food.
Eyes big full of wonder little Grim shouted, "DAD, DAD, I want that one it looks so good!!" with his tiny little fingers pointed at a food cart that sold beef kabobs.
"Okay my boy, I'll get it for you just call down." spoke Grim's father.
"I cant calm down. I have to have it, that way I can grow big and strong to protect you and mama!" the tiny voice belonging to grim squealed.
"Haha... Okay don't worry i'll get it." said grim's father as he picked up young grim and took him to the stand.
As they got their kabobs Grim noticed that there where two boys in an alleyway eying the kabobs with an avaricious look of hunger.
"Dad, who are those kids. They look really hungry." the young grim said in confusion while staring at the two children.
"Well son in every city or place there are always people less fortunate than us, but regardless always treat these people well because with ought those people Darkwing city wouldn't run." Grim's father said in a somber tone.
"Oh, but if they're so important then why do they look so hungry? Mom always said if someones important treat the with care." walking briskly kabobs in hand Grim exclaims to his dad.
"My dad said that you're going to be important, so eat this I cant let you starve!" the two boys look up at the grinning child slightly younger than them in age holding out kabobs for them to eat.
"I'm Grim, lets be friends okay." says grim with a friendly tone.
"..... buaaaaaaaaaaa!!" One of the boys larger in size began balling, and wiping snot of his face. He'd never had anyone treat him as an actual person.
"Young Master, please let us be in your care." The slightly smaller child with ebony colored skin tone said while kneeling.
"Dad?"
"Well, sooner or later I was going to get you servants. Although these boys aren't trained yet there young so learning isn't a problem. As long as the background check comes up clean i don't see why not." Grim's father exclaimed happy that he wouldn't have to do much.
"Okay thanks dad. Follow me boys from now on we're best friends!!" The young Grim giggled as he grabbed the two kids and ran of into the crowd.
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"Anyway, I called you over here so I could make a pact with you." Grim says while getting dressing himself.
"Whats a pact?" asked Frailin.
"Idiot, it's a type of oath or contract you make with someone else!"
Without saying anything else Grim began to walk towards the patio. "Josiah, let me borrow your dagger."
"Yes, young master." Josiah pulled out his dagger. Then proceeded to hand it to Grim. dagger has a long double-edged blade forged from black steel. The blade is fixed on a rich hilt of ebony metal covered in red leather. The blade is in excellent shape. He has had it with him since we found him.
With a quick slash a deep gash formed on the tip of his thumb. "What are you doing?" both Frailin and Josiah ask.
Without an answer Grim began to quickly inscribe a circle on the floor. within the circle were many figures and weird shapes. After a few minutes of skilled inscription Grim lifts his them from the ground and starts to explain.
"Both of you are my brothers, although not related by blood we are just as close as real ones, but i have learned that even with brothers such as you a little assurance is needed before i tell you whats I'm about to disclose. What I have drawn is a blood bind inscription although it isn't a complex one the job will be done." Grim explains before pausing.
"I want both of you to release some blood at place it on the inscription." Grim then returned to Josiah the dagger.
"Yes, young master!" both Frailin and Josiah quickly cut they're thumbs without a second thought.
"Wow, slow down I haven't even told you what its for." Grim exclaimed with surprise.
"No, need we will except anything even our lives. Of course this excludes the loss of our food!" Frailin shouted followed by a nod of a approval by Josiah.
"Okay then, drip some on and we can begin."
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