Durin looked at the kneeling half-grown boy in front of him, pointing at the letter in his hand, "Your brother is an interesting young man."
"We both came from the Veteran's Orphanage. Kids like us, our fathers always die confusing deaths, and our mothers have been out of the picture for a long time. Over the years, it has been my brother helping us orphans. Although there's no blood relation, he will always be my brother."
The half-grown boy knelt before Durin, "My brother survives by risking his life. He has entrusted his life to me, and my request is simple. If my brother dies, and you can avenge him by killing all his enemies, the children from the Veteran's Orphanage will all follow your lead."
"Do you get to decide that?" Ulyula, standing behind Durin, asked with a smile.
