As the rain continues to fall outside a few scouts have sought shelter within the Fortress of Osgiliath. Goresgal chats idly with one seargeant of the scouts, the man gestures to another man nearby and Goresgal turns to study him a moment before approaching..."Ra klar..how do you fair since your ordeals in Rohan?"

Ra_Klar smiles wryly as he looks down at his hands, "I fair well enough, and you Goresgal, if it were not for you and the rest of our kind, I would nt be here at all...." He grabs the other in a big hug..

Goresgal grins and takes a steps back, he clasps Ra Klar on the shoulder, "That is good to hear indeed..","Now come then soldier, it is time you took your oath then and swore to those men that aided you so.." he glances at the scouts nearby then looks back to Ra Klar, "I will say the words of the oath to you and you shall repeat the words"

Ra_Klar bows his head in shame, "Aye, tis something that I should hav edone long ago brother." He looks at the others and feels inadequate in thier company..."I am ready."

Goresgal drawing his blade in a long, deliberate motion he turns it upside down, placing the tip just above the ground and holding the hilt forward, "On your knee and grasp the blade good scout"

Ra_Klar looks at the other man for a moment, almost as if not comprehending, then falls to one knee and grasps the blade. He bows his head slightly, and tightens his grip upon the blade until a faint trickle of blood can be seen.

Goresgal allows his hood to fall back and his hair falls out around his shoulders, he stands tall, grey eyes shining against the dim lighting provided by the torches within, he speaks, deep and commanding, his voice carrying throughout, "Ra Klar, take this oath and join our brotherhood.." he begins, "I swear, to uphold the laws of Gondor

Ra_Klar's eyes close, and he takes a deep breath. With a voice, directed at no one here, intended for himself and his anscestors, but still audible enough for those close by to hear, he begins, the flow of blood growing steadily larger from his hands. "I swear, to uphold the laws of Gondor..."He takes a deep breath as if to draw the words meaning into his very soul.

Goresgal continues, "Too stand steadfast against the host of Mordor"..

As a slow look of grim determination crosses his face, Ra Klar continues, "Too stand steadfast against the host of Mordor...."

Goresgal listens to the words of Ra and nods approvingly, "I swear my life and loyalty to the brotherhood of the scouts." Even as he speaks, shadows, scouts move out from the shadows and begin to cirlce the twain.

Ra Klar says, "I swear my life and loyalty to the brotherhood of the scouts." As he says this his face lifts up towards the heavens, but his eyes remain shut and he seems oblivious to the approaching scouts. Apperently lost in the Oath, he probably wouldn't notice anything right now.

Then as Goresgal continues once more, other voices join in, those of the scouts that now surround them both, softly at first, then they raise their voices, "To live by their rules and laws and not reveal their dwelling or that of their allies to any."

Ra_Klar seems to have his spirit and soul boosted by his brothers. As he continues hisvoice becomes louder.... Almost as if he is telling the nameless one himself now, in a personal challenge. "To live by their rules and laws and not reveal their dwelling or that of their allies to any."

Goresgal says, "...I swear, under the oath and under judgement of my fellows ... to above all swear loyalty to the steward and serve him unwittingly till death."

As these words pass the lips of his friend, Ra falls silent and looks around. Eyes locking for a brief moment with each of his brothers. Finally they come back to rest upon Goresgal, where they seem to lock in a soul search. With unwavering firmness of voice Ra continues, "I swear, under the oath and under judgement of my fellows... to above all swear loyalty to the steward and serve him unwittingly till death." As he says these words a single tear roles down his cheek.

Goresgal closes his eyes and nods slowly, pleased with the mans words he looks too him and gestures for him to stand once more, a warm smile crossing his face, "Then stand good scout and join the ranks of your brethren.." and with his final words he offers his own part in this oath to Ra, "I hereby take this oath from you, witnessed by my brothers.." he gestures to the others, "And in return I will keep faith with thee, brother to brother, through life unto death.." The scouts firstly all respond, "Brother to brother, life unto death!" then they all converge on Ra Klar, congratulating him and patting him on the back.

Ra_Klar stands, and looks at the man in disbelief, "Brother to Brother, Through Life unto Death....Those be words that I shall live by most of all." He looks at his hands, "Do you maybe have some cloth?"