Fishblight Mire brotherhood

The scrappy critter crept into view. He was a dark, ugly little smear, with stringy hair and coyote-like features. Two pairs of yellow eyes met over the half-eaten 'rebbit', one Bogeyman studying the other. Vlad knew he was one of those things that fathers threatened their disobedient children with, one of those creatures in the night, and he had no doubt that Rat was of the same ilk. The worst kind of kindred spirits - but hey; everyone needs a friend.

"Ya. What is deal?" The creature nodded, his lower jaw flailing loosely. Vlad grinned widely, showing the fish bones and scales that were stuck to his teeth. "Good!" It was pronounced with Palpatine-esque emphasis on the'goo'. "You run veed Vlad for vinter, I give you rebbit." His voice was a mish-mash of Slavic stereotypes, like the bastard child of Dracula and a drunken mafioso. "Is good deal?"