Concerning False Claims

[gavyn 1362]

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My hands are clean.

It has recently come to my attention that I have been framed for such a heinous and GODless act. A letter has surfaced claiming to be written by my close friend and mentor, Bult Wick, stating that it was I who was responsible for the disappearance and supposed death of the missing Sarkozic girl.

 

This matter had only even come to my attention after settling the horrifying crimes done to my friend Sigismond Varoche, to claim I would do such a terrible thing in a time of mourning is truly disgusting.

 

I am sure this is one of the poor plots and attempts by these Adrian vermin to stir unrest in our people, the people of Aaun. But do not let such false claims concern you, my hands are clean, and my blade at rest. I was informed that this Sarkozic girl was seen returning to Velec after returning the bodies to Bult and I.

 

What happened to the girl can only be assumed as terrible and stomach-turning. On her walk home she was most likely picked up by those same Adrian soldiers that should be protecting her life, yet I only imagine they took it instead. The Adrian men who seek to destroy our home, and harm our innocent citizenry do the same to their own, all in hopes of doing harm to me.

 

If you doubt my words, I invite you to Vienne. My palms will be turned over, and my hands clean of any crime. My hands and blade will rest, waiting to raise for the coming battle, then, and only then, will my hands be stained with the red ichor of these Adrian scoundrels.

TANDEM TRIUMPHANS

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SIGNED,
HRH, THE PRINCE, EMIL CAIUS,
 Duke of Balamena

 

[ErosTea 1084]

Lucia Marié gripped the cross that hung around her neck tightly as she looked over the missive. Setting the paper down, she'd turn to her husband. "They seek to destroy us," she started slowly. "GOD will not allow it. I will not allow it, they will not tarnish your white name, my love. When will it end?" She asked, her eyes pleading with the solemn gaze of her husband. "When Adria burns, GOD will have his vengeance." She added on quickly, answering her own question. She looked back to the paper and muttered a silent prayer; for Aaun, for her family, and for the poor girl caught in the crossfire of one man's foolish rebellion. "He will have vengeance."

[Sarven 2619]

"Can a whoreson of wench that is Adria stoop any lower?" Yvian scoffed as he read the missive "May GOTT burn them in damnation for their crimes." finally signing the lorraine as he'd go back to inspecting arms and armour.