and whos peace rituals were they sitting in?

Perhaps they were Fizzy's. Mistargetted, since he had little time to leave his stockroom to project, then scurrying back in.

Complain not, since you all will be here tomorrow with a parrian team, just like yesterday, and the day before.

Decency and fair play is hardly the Parrian mode of combat. Why claim it for yourself then?

Written by my hand on the 10th of Agamnion, in the year 1154.