What people do we call ourselves, what word we flaunt, this word justice. To say a man is guilty, then so be it. Though, to let him die, without honor is disgusting, to die in a cage, standing alone, watching a crowd with murder on there mind stare at you, to stand alone, without a weapon in hand? I do not claim to understand the elf, to claim that I knew him, to know what kind of death he deserved.
But I knew this, any man, woman, child, should have the opportunity to die with blade in hand, to stare into the horizon, with victory on there mind, to defy the world, and fight with the rage that is given by Garagos! TO fight for the cause to become the strongest!
I have witnessed your justice, how you condemn men, and I call it cowardly and pitiful. Let this man fight, let him fight for an honorable death, let him tell us in a language that only a true warrior can understand, That he wants to live, and accepts the actions of his life, but will fight to survive, to fight to win!
Then I look upon the crowd, and see the Montezzi regent, a faction acclaimed with bloody thirsty tendency, a man who's Honor has condemned him to prison. He gave mercy to the man in the cage, killing him with a single bolt. He was arrested soon afterwords.
TO die in a cage is not honorable to those who toss the stones, or to the one who dies. It is no way to pay respect to the warrior heart! Let all men die, with a weapon in hand, to stand against the world and let them know they shall fight, despite there crimes that have condemned them! Let them feel the Fury of Life, the Battle Lust once More, the Gift of Garagos!
Ferris Fireblade, Blood Reaver, Brother of Blood.