[A bruised and battered Saevel sporting many slashes and gashes, blood dripping openly from his battered, and mostly destroyed, mishapen armour not made for his body, rises up to the podium after a short announcement through the sending system, and begins yelling fanatically out to those in ear shot, his eyes slightly crazed. As he speaks, he sways unsteadily]

Sanctuary!

Your town is less safe than I had thought! The Drow now already lurk among you, crawling and festering in the darker places of Dunwarren.

There are at least two spies of theirs and they are supported by the owner, manager and staff of the Maimed Minotaur tavern in Lower Sanctuary! One Drow has been throttled to death by my hand, but the other, a female child of Lolth still operates freely in Dunwarren with her minotaur and orcan guards. She wields the tools of a slaver, brandishing many whips.

I urge you all, all of you, if you see a helmed figure with the build of one of my kind, demand that they show their skin, if they refuse, attack them, for they are Drow!

Let it also be known that the Cave Worms now bow down to the Will of the Drow! They protect them. One struck me down, just as I had finished throttling the motley Drow to death!

Hunt fearlessly, and never surrender to their shackles again!

[During the speech, an elven Watchwoman stated the following, but most was drowned out by the fanatical ravings of Saevel...]

"Citizens. One of the Dhaerow is dead. And will not be returning. The other is under the protection of the Mycopolis with her minions, for twenty four hours. I would urge that nothing rash be done, until the twenty four hour period has passed. The Cave Worms allowed a duel of honor for the life of the Dhaerow woman. While I do not agree with it. They did follow their own rules. The Dhaerow woman won. I urge you all to do nothing rash until tomorrow."

[After the speech, Saevel continued to sway unsteadily, and made his way to the Last Stand Inn, where onlookers would observe a heated discussion with a different Watch Private regarding his speech with arrest being threatened]

[A copy of Saevel's speech, alone, is eventually placed in the Town Hall and stuck up in the Pissing Crone without asking for permission]