Sheriff and kinsman [to Ronus only]
Councilor [to each member of the Council]
I would like to formally charge the grey dwarf merchant that has surfaced recently in Sanctuary with two counts of assault with intent to kill in the Arena. There were many witnesses to the debacle, and I'd like a formal investigation to bring the honorless scum to justice.
This Duergar felt the need to rain insults upon myself and another good shield dwarf by name of Tuur. This honorless dwarf first presented himself as a shield dwarf in our company several sleeps ago, and even drew his weapon in on a Tormite named Iria in denial when she declared him a dark-hearted Duergar! When Tuur had stepped in front of his Thane as custom dictates to defend the honor of our names, race and clan, the thug demanded a duel in the Arena... which Fist Tuur accepted with honorable intent.
After we arrived, I prayed with Fist Tuur and gave him the blessings of Berronar Truesilver to gird him for this contest. A human mage named Tor felt the need to go and inform the Duergar that I had done so, when I had made no effort to hide my actions. When the Grey One arrived, he began raining insults upon Fist Tuur questioning his courage and honor for being a good and pious stout and accepting the blessings I had conferred upon him..
The mage Varlam Nikitovitch, formerly of the Spellguard offered to dispel any magics from both, which Tuur and myself readily agreed to after the Duergar's protestations of unfair intent. He then in typically foolish fashion shown by his race, commanded the mage to not dispel the mother's blessing, although the mage had already dispelled magics upon the Duergar himself.
After agreeing to Duergar's suggestion to duel with the other's armor as the stake, Fist Tuur defeated the Duergar quickly. The mage Varlam Nikitivitch quietly mentioned that the Duergar was ensorceled and was not sure that all of his magics were dispatched.
I would add that I healed the Duergar to full health to show the honor of a Faenor and that of Clan Stoutheart. I did so without looking for gain or coin, and received not even a word of thanks for the badly needed healing I provided him.
The craven one then demanded another duel, this time offering one thousand gold to buy back the armor he had lost but still wore. Fist Tuur, agreed and demanded that the blessing he yet bore be dispelled. The second contest was quite long, yet it was apparent that Tuur had not recovered from his first bout as his swings were ineffective as the Duergar adopted a fighting style centered about defense.
So Tuur gradually fell to this new tactic, yet the Duergar continued to pound him mercilessly after he fell unconscious, even slamming his head against the wall several times after the duel was over.
I rushed to defend my clansman, intending to heal Tuur before this honorless cur would slay him. As I entered the arena with my mace of holy healing to revive Tuur, the Duergar turned to stare at me, and began to advance. I stopped and made no move, but saw that it was too late, and he rushed toward me with the dark malice that all his kind bear my Shield Dwarf people. I quickly asked for a blessing of protection from the motehr as I saw that this madman would attack me without cause, as he shortly did.
I said nothing to provoke him, nor did I make any effort to attack him, yet he covered a good span of five dwarves height in a rush and began to swing his war hammer at my person. At this point, I cast further blessings upon myself to withstand the assault of this madman, yet still I did not begin to fight or dishonor the Arena, yet the rabid dog continued his assault upon me.
A Vuddar of the Clan rushed to my defense, and called several animal minions to allow me to disengage from my assailant, and go to bring poor Tuur to health before he bled out from his wounds suffered after the duel had concluded. I would point out that no others of the many viewing this assault upon my person attempted to help me, and after a short battle, we were able to subdue the Duergar and make our way from the Pit. We did not continue to strike him in the cowardly fashion that he had shown previous, and made only to escape from one that would so fragrantly attack another without cause.
Then, a unamed human made his way over to this Duergar, and began to state that it was an unfair contest. Sheriff, there was no duel between us, my kinsman merely tried to block his insane attack so that I might heal the fallen member of my Clan. I did have to fight the cur when he followed me over to Tuur's side and made to attack me as I healed his most grievous wounds.
In most humorous fashion, the Duergar then went to the Herald's and attempted to spread bold lies about the encounter and portrayed it as if we had all rushed him without cause. The mage Nikitovitch then recounted an accurate version of the assault via a sending, yet later the grey dog sent another message to the citizens fraught with lies and dishonor.
Our Clan is currently contracted to defend the area now known as Barak-Tor, and are working closely with the Watch to defend Sanctuary. I would ask that you call for witnesses including Varlam Nikitovitch, and bring this Duergar madman to justice.
Is this grey dwarf even a citizen of this town? If so, he violated the honor of a duel, and then assaulted me with a weapon with intent to kill.
I hope that you take care of this matter quickly, and allow our Clan to return to our patrols of Barak-Tor without fear of one such as this making an effort to finish the illegal acts which he has began.
The Duergar's name is Cthkel, or some such, and all citizens are unsafe with a madman such as this running amok.
Thane Rollo Stoneshield High Priest of the Stoutheart Clan Defender of Barak-Tor Citizen of Sanctuary