Post by Thrym on May 10, 2010 13:48:25 GMT -5
Yieven, beaming with happiness as brightly as your average temple of Lathander, walks up to Sir Callen and hands him a letter written in a ridiculously fancy-girlie handwriting!
Dear Council of Greatgaunt, Dear People of Greatgaunt!
With great concern I direct my words towards you today, for there is a dangerous murderer walking amongst you and using your fair village as a base from which to commit his crimes of hate towards my people.
I am certain he has come to your attention before, considering his usually outrageous behaviour of random, thinly veiled threats towards visitors of your delightful hamlet or due to such oddities as carrying around the severed head of a child cursed with undeath as a trophy – he certainly is a source of public unrest.
This man, one Jarec, can easily be identified by before mentioned behaviour as well as the eye patch he wears. He claims to be a paladin of Torm in service of the Most Noble Order of the Radiant Heart, yet I consider this a most doubt worthy claim, considering his behaviour is so entirely unsuited of both a paladin and a knight that it’d simply appear impossible to me and anyone I spoke with that the Loyal Fury would ever consider granting him such powers reserved for the most pure paragons of good and order.
To the matter at hand, this man is as said before a murderer who publically admitted that he killed a Red Wizard on Cormyrian Ground near our Enclave and dumped the remains into a hole he dug near your local temple of the Oakfather. He admitted doing this in front of a huge crowd of adventurers (among them known to me: the traveling merchant called Rose, the hin Gurno, Effelin and Malus and my fellow Thayan Gran), as well as a few locals (the bearded gentleman frequently found in front of the Regal Griffon comes to mind, and I believe Mister Bentin might have overheard it partially as well).
Now, I believe Mister Jarec is neither the local law enforcement nor does he have authorization to dig around in your graveyard. I would hereby like to request that this matter is investigated, and that, at the very least, the remains of our fallen colleague are handed over to the enclave so that he may be returned to life or be sent back to Thay for a proper burial, whichever his family wishes.
Furthermore, if at all possible, I would like to request that Mister Jarec is handed over to Thayan jurisdiction in case he is found guilty. If such is not possible, I am certain the just people of Cormyr will see fit that he is punished with the full force of your law for this unlawful assault upon a foreign dignitary. I am certain you would expect the same of us if one of the servants of the crown was violently assaulted on our ground, and I believe that for if only the sake of being good neighbours to one another, we should work together to see criminals brought to justice.
I am most grateful for you taking the time to look into the matter, and remain looking forward to your response,
Yieven Del’duren, Red Wizard of Thay
There is a small blot of ink between the ‘Yieven’ and the ‘Del’duren’, as if the writer had hesitated for a moment before she wrote on. Some members of the Greatgaunt council might find her surname quite familiar.
Dear Council of Greatgaunt, Dear People of Greatgaunt!
With great concern I direct my words towards you today, for there is a dangerous murderer walking amongst you and using your fair village as a base from which to commit his crimes of hate towards my people.
I am certain he has come to your attention before, considering his usually outrageous behaviour of random, thinly veiled threats towards visitors of your delightful hamlet or due to such oddities as carrying around the severed head of a child cursed with undeath as a trophy – he certainly is a source of public unrest.
This man, one Jarec, can easily be identified by before mentioned behaviour as well as the eye patch he wears. He claims to be a paladin of Torm in service of the Most Noble Order of the Radiant Heart, yet I consider this a most doubt worthy claim, considering his behaviour is so entirely unsuited of both a paladin and a knight that it’d simply appear impossible to me and anyone I spoke with that the Loyal Fury would ever consider granting him such powers reserved for the most pure paragons of good and order.
To the matter at hand, this man is as said before a murderer who publically admitted that he killed a Red Wizard on Cormyrian Ground near our Enclave and dumped the remains into a hole he dug near your local temple of the Oakfather. He admitted doing this in front of a huge crowd of adventurers (among them known to me: the traveling merchant called Rose, the hin Gurno, Effelin and Malus and my fellow Thayan Gran), as well as a few locals (the bearded gentleman frequently found in front of the Regal Griffon comes to mind, and I believe Mister Bentin might have overheard it partially as well).
Now, I believe Mister Jarec is neither the local law enforcement nor does he have authorization to dig around in your graveyard. I would hereby like to request that this matter is investigated, and that, at the very least, the remains of our fallen colleague are handed over to the enclave so that he may be returned to life or be sent back to Thay for a proper burial, whichever his family wishes.
Furthermore, if at all possible, I would like to request that Mister Jarec is handed over to Thayan jurisdiction in case he is found guilty. If such is not possible, I am certain the just people of Cormyr will see fit that he is punished with the full force of your law for this unlawful assault upon a foreign dignitary. I am certain you would expect the same of us if one of the servants of the crown was violently assaulted on our ground, and I believe that for if only the sake of being good neighbours to one another, we should work together to see criminals brought to justice.
I am most grateful for you taking the time to look into the matter, and remain looking forward to your response,
Yieven Del’duren, Red Wizard of Thay
There is a small blot of ink between the ‘Yieven’ and the ‘Del’duren’, as if the writer had hesitated for a moment before she wrote on. Some members of the Greatgaunt council might find her surname quite familiar.