Firstly, my post was addressed to the organ grinder not the monkey. The reason being that despite being an enemy I have a degree of respect for Dunccan, unhinged as he may be, going back to a time when you were but a glint in an expectant sea dogs eye, waiting to spend his pay amongst the women of Parrius. A time when hiding in staves waiting for a bigger player to assist you in a challenge would have been complete anathema to one of our profession. The fact that you have responded in the way you have

proves my point, thinking I'm in the slightest bit bothered about the death itself. My point was more that the Dunccan I once knew helped to mold someone who would declare a one man war on a city out of principle despite the fact he was outnumbered and outclassed. I was just wondering what had gone wrong these days is all.

After killing you the first time your princess bravely came to your aid and attacked me. I fought a challenge with her afterwards before issuing to you, so your implication that i jumped you and issued at the last minute is false. However I do apologise in that I didnt realise you hadnt had the courage to meet my challenge as your princess did. I obviously gave more credit than was due.

Written by my hand on the 23rd of Skyelong, in the year 1235.