*Skatana drew his blade and prepared to fight.*
"State You're Name Or Be Executed By My Blade!"
*The Hobgoblin drew his blade and clashed.*
" I am Adrek Edge! A member of the Warmarch tribe. Many a warrior has fallen to my blade, I plan to make you join them."
*The two battled as Yellzor watched with interest. He saw how each attack the masterful Skatana would use and how skillfully Adrek parried and countered... such skill he saw so rarely. A skill that interested him to no end.*
"Such a skilled warrior. He would make a wonderful field commander."
"A shame, if he would stop this needless fight, he could many more victories."
*Adrek heard this and jumped back. Sheathing his blade. His interest peaked at the thought, more chances for glorious combat? A change that Adrek could never risk to lose.*
"More battle? You have my attention."
"Yes, I am the last general of a large army, and we could use a capable warrior like you to assist us as a field commander. You would lead soldiers into the front lines of war."
"……Fine, then Adrek is at your command general…"
*He then bent a knee to his new leader. Awaiting for his name, fully prepared to loyally serve his new leader*
"Yellzor. Welcome to the Armada."