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[center][h2][color=#ff0000]The Scarlet Crusade[/color][/h2][/center]
[center][h3]The War Room, Southshore Citadel, Hillsbrad Foothills[/h3][/center]

The Grand Crusader smiled as Thargas Anvilmar spoke aloud with the heartiness of an Ironforge dwarf. It had been too long since the Ashbringer had such a grand array of allies before him...years had passed since the conclusion of the Second War, yet so much reminded him of it. The Proudmoores, the High Tinker, the Dwarven Emissary, the Royalty of Lordaeron and Gilneas, and the steadfast Antonidas of Dalaran. A great joy displayed itself on the Ashbringer's face as he listened to the many members of the New Alliance.

"First: to each of you, our deepest thanks. Without you, this effort is naught but a dream." His eyes swung around, glancing at each representative with a purposeful look. "And I am overjoyed by the great compassion that has been shown to Lordaeron in these most terrible of times. You, each of you, I count among my [i]friends[/i], [b]not just allies[/b]; without each of you, we would face doom." 

Then, the Ashbringer sighed and looked down at the map before them, resting his plated palms on the edge of the mahogany table. He removed his helm, releasing his long, red-silver hair and revealing his stark-green eyes. A general's face, scarred and worn, tired and taut with strain, stared out at the depiction of the Eastern Kingdoms. Alexandros then addressed each of them.

"Lord Anvilmar, should Lord Stormpike take victory and this war be a success, the Lordaeronian House of Nobles is willing to cede a large portion of the Alterac Valley to the Crown of Khaz Modan and to the peoples of Gnomeregan, if the King and Queen are willing." He then nodded to the High Tinker. "We have recognized the great loyalty of the dwarves and gnomes and wish to reward it as befits the proposed conquest."

Othmar Garithos grumbled in his seat at this. Ignoring him, Mograine continued:

"The land of Alterac has now long been a thorn, piercing us at the worst moments. Stromgarde cannot hope to attain itself if Alterac remains untamed."

"And to Lady and Lord Proudmoore, you will be guaranteed landing and shipping rights to [i]all of our ports[/i] until a decade after the end of the proposed campaign. Proudmoore shipping will be preferred, unless there is an emergency."

Then regarding the wizards and their new contraption, the Ashbringer exclaimed:

"And...Lord Antonidas and Lady Modera. THIS IS INCREDIBLE! I cannot wait to use this on the field!" Marshal Dathrohan gave a large thumbs up and nodded. "It will have more than one application..."

He smiled and then paused.

"But, we gather now to discuss the front and [b][i]The Alliance[/i][/b]."

A calm overtook the room for a moment before the Ashbringer continued.

"At this time, I propose a New Alliance...A Second Alliance of the East, for the good of all life, that we may sustain and persevere in the face of apocalypse, until such a time that [i]true peace[/i] has been brought to Azeroth...What say all of you?"

The Ashbringer then looked around for accession to the New Alliance.