In the morning...

You find yourself standing in front of a large collection of Orcs, staring at Shaga and Kilzul along with the other influential Blackfury warriors.

"We have come to a decision," Bloodaxe says. "We will march south with Abaddon, to take back what was once ours. We will forge this alliance through blood, and my sister Shaga will take him as her husband, and her his wife. We march south as soon as possible, and garrison at his castle. Then, we serve him, and reconquer the lands that were taken from our ancestors."

"Delightful," you smile. "Just delightful. Well, I suppose you best prepare to march south, and I'll return. You can meet me at the Soulravage Spire, yes?"

"Of course," Bloodaxe responds.

"Perfect. Then it seems our issues are solved," you say, grinning.

Well, now you've a proper army. Time to use it.