Willem's Lament

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Restless.

  The Kaedreni born Doctor stood in his cell, days had past since he was thrown in here. No trial, no punishment other than an eternity to the stone walls. He was rabid, at this point. No guards had spoken to him, or fed him for that matter. Malnourished and lonely, the shackled Doctor attempted any ways to end his punishment. He would scream for freedom, try writing his brother (To no avail, he used to get letters from Darius and Adawulf, both had stopped writing far long ago. He presumed both to have moved on.)

 

  Willem de Denesle; the man, tied up for Illegally mining on the crown lands, was pronounced dead on [Current Date.] The cause of death was lack of food, and bashing his head against the stone walls. Legal inspection of his work proved he was not only an illegal miner, but a fraud. He was no doctor, he was a dentist. His will pronounced that if Darius was in fact slain, the estate of Candilan was to go to Ser Leopold.

 

 

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Vitallius waltzed out of the Felsenic bank, a purse rattling in his grasps, a few gilded coins slipping out of it. He intended to bail his fellow Larian and friend out. He pursed his lips, allowing them to form into a faint frown, a distant, half-deranged glance cast towards the guard's bastille. He toked on his opium pipe, scent lingering about his person, the pipe dropping out of his maw as he saw the Felsenic guardsmen carry Willem's body to the graveyard, the coin bag slipping out of his fingers, the Count of Lewes storming back into his fief, Dyffra, locking himself in there to mourn the deceased de Denesle.

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The elfen guard snickers as he hears Willem's slow, painful demise through the prison door,

"Silly valah.. illegal mining? You know all your gold belongs to your greatest ally."

[Guest]

A portly  human of middling years twiddles his thumbs, sinking into his chair. He smirks rather Savoyardly, hearing of Willem's capture and untimely demise, murmuring. "I did it. I finally killed him. I finally ended it." He bursts into laughter, his hooked nose twitching slightly, nostrils flaring. "It's over now," he sobs, and in his delirium he'd begin to cackle, rubbing his hands together. He glances to the crates on his desk, removing their lids and eying the riches that lay within. "Ohhhh... yes." he simpers contently to himself in the darkness. "The loose end has been tied." 

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Selrik would frown, giving a salute. "A true goi is gone.."

[Keldrith 717]

The Monks say a prayer and let the soul pass...

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