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Ottilie Mortimer had been the woman’s name; its tone was quite unique in itself. That’s a nice name. She was pretty respectful in regarding him, this was something he found admirable about her already. When the loner summarized the talents she had he smiled lightly with a little amusement, it sounded like she could do a little bit of everything. Mido wondered if her fighting skills could compare to his own or any of their warriors. The fact that she could write made her intelligent, some just hadn’t learned to read or write. At the mention of her ability to play the violin he cocked his head in curiosity. He assumed that it was an instrument, but he had no idea what kind. As far as he knew Anathema had no musical talent what so ever, this made her really interesting. Ottilie could be just about anywhere within their ranks if he accepted her.
I’m not exactly sure of the details you have heard about us. Yes we’re misfits, trouble makers, criminals and all other sorts of canines. We’re all family bonded by blood, and we take care of each other as such. Once you’re a member you would always be considered as such. If you were to leave and return to us, we would take you back with open arms. He explained the basis of the pack. Could you make that kind of commitment Ottilie? Can you swear your allegiance and skills to our pack and our leader?
Anyone who wasn’t serious or committed would be too put off by those sorts of questions and would flee while they could. What would she do in the face of this proposal? Other than the Angela herself, he was the only other one in the pack with the power to accept joiners. If you’re okay with this I can perform the Rite of Agares and accept you into Anathema.
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