Before you try and insinuate that we attacked you in Lord Nostradamus temple in the hope that you can mislead your lord to handing out punishment which you cannot directly hand out yourself, let me correct you.

We did not attack you in the temple. You were cursing Tazius over and over from Thakria. We gated to you and you ran like a bitch to Lord Nostradamus temple. Now we could have set up icewalls and blocked you from running out the south gate but we didn't.

Some minutes later when we gated into Lord Nostradamus temple we were most respectful and simply asked if you could be so good as to remove the hypothermia or step outside for a gentleman's discussion. We offered you every opportunity to stop defiling your Lords temple by cowering in it.

Were we in the mood to kill you, or to extort anything we would have jabbed you up a bit. Review your logs you twat. And you didn't slip away, we simply didn't sata you up to stop you squeezing, but if you want to paint it that way then go ahead. After some consultation, myself and Tazius decided to attack you and you then went to the board once we chased you about a bit.

As for you making a shrunken head from Maleki's kill, bravo. Original. You're the first person to have made one. The fact that you would like a little mini-me to put on your pillow at night is mildly worrying, but not something I'll lose much sleep over. Perhaps more worrying is that you consider it such a trophy of your achievements?

If you'd care to respond to a challenge then you can earn that head fair and square.

Clansman Grymauch, Paladin of Springdale

Written by my hand on the 4th of Mournsend, in the year 1129.