The two wolves, once master and minion, now are before you as equals in war.  Like the closest of friends, their decisions are unshakable, their promises, if in good faith, unbreakable.  Their gazes are piercing, one set orange and one set crimson, as they bar your way with their bodies.  Only the worthy may pass them: the brave of heart and soul who have seen death and felt pain.  Do you dare approache these heathens and request alliance?

The two dark wolves before you worked hard to bring their lands together, and their members at peace with each other.  They hope you will fit in with this regime.  They hope you will help with the fight against Dark Soul before Deliverance... The Betrayer.

Do you help?  Do you make your entrada, and attempt to win yourself fame and dishonor through the death of those whom you so disrespect?  These all come at a price.....