"Trust in the bond of Brotherhood is a sacred reverent. Break the threads of the bond, and the sacrilege dealt will revoke thy place in the Lord's heart."
~Tasmiya Shaik
SOUTHERN COASTS OF ARANDUIL
THE PORT CITY OF DURENHAL
The Eastern Docks
Monday
8:51 a.m
A massive fleet packed with twenty long-ships invaded the Eastern harbour of the port, anchored by men of brute strength with bulging muscles exposed by their sleeves leather vests. Rune markings of war, and the markings of the God of thunder were tattooed on the men's arms in bluish onyx paint. Swirls, and wavy stripes were marked on their faces that wore hardened expressions that depicted their merciless aura. Each from one long-ship jumped over the sides, and tied the ships with thick rope to the steel-enforced docks.
