A fight outside the west gate
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The generally pleasant and even tempered red headed Major of the Legion, Lyte Bry'Gaede, speaks with an even voice, that belies the fire shining brightly in her eyes.
"For many years now I have dwelt in Jiyyd, defending it's walls, making friends with the folk who live here. They are a kind and generous people, full of warmth, and seldom do I see a spat, let alone a real bloody brawl.
Let it be known that in all my time here, I have never once lifted my sword against another citizen or visitor to Jiyyd.
Ever.
I reserve that for a special evil…
..and it happened this day.
A person I have never seen, or at least, whose armor and helm I have never seen, was in the company of Rando, supposed Legion friend, and another third, witless sort of individual.
Together the three did nothing but look for someone weaker than they to accost and bully. No one in town had any wish whatsoever to argue with them, they forced a fight with the Paladin Belade, insulting her integrity, inferring her Goddess was a whore, calling her coward, and generally acting with such bullyness I could scarely believe I was seeing it in Jiyyd. They continued at this for hours, with her unmoving, trying to resist their never ending taunts.
This masked priest was clearly the instigator, acting as if he was a warrior, challenging all and everyone to break a law, and stupidly telling others to "arrest" anyone saying anything he didnt particularly like.
The evil he exudes is obvious, and I did not need Belade to check him to know that truly, here was a black heart.
Together, these three tormented the Paladin's pride and honor as far as she could stand it. These three bullies then challenged her to combat, and surrounded by them, with no chance of winning against admittedly mighty Rando, she trudged with them out of town to a sure death.
Elrien, Sil and I stood aghast, hardly believing such nonsense was happening in Jiyyd.
I followed, having already decided that if Rando struck this innocent woman, the Priest who was behind it would face a force of good, and would need to have more than an evil heart and a big mouth to prevail.
Bullys have a way of being utter cowards, and so it was with this large talking priest.
Rando attacked the Paladin, and I made known to the Priest that he would be fighting me. He refused to answer as fear gripped his black heart. I challenged him again to fight, stepped forward to him, and offered him the first blow, and called him a coward.
He back away, scared of an actual fight with real weapons, as Rando continued to beat the blazes out of the Paladin who had never looked for any trouble, who seemed to have decided resisting was futile. The people of the town were now angry at the three evil cads, and an foul mood seemed to take hold.
I repeatedly challenged the slovenly priest, calling him names. His kind shirks at a real challenge, but still I was amazed that instead of defending himself, he whined for Rando to aid him."
Lyte adds some mantis like moves to the story as she speaks
"I let go with one on the priest's thick head, to encourage him to fight like a man.
Rando hit me unexpectedly, and I could scarcely believe it. I hollered to Rando that I had no quarrel with him, but instead with his rat-like friend, and he seemed to be undecided and hesitated.
I busted the priest a good one, one that was intended to hurt, a lot. He squeaked and ran. I hit him one for Belade's Goddess Sune, and another for Mielikki, and a fourth for Helm, for having to put up with such an unlikable evil skunk.
Arrows were now flying around, and others were fighting, but I paid no heed. The priest kept scrambling like the rat he was, and I kept bashing dents in his dishonorable, useless black armor, getting angrier with each strike at the mans total lack of spine.
He dropped, finally, like a sack of jelly to the ground. He hardly seemed worth killing, and my anger abated.
Then, Rando, who I have never had a specific quarrel with, attacked without warning, like a snake.
Why this should be, against his Legion sister, I do not know.
A priest is not a god, but whatever this evil priest is, it is clear he means more to Rando that myself or the Legion. Rando's will is his own, and I see that he does not choose good, which is sad.
I tried twice to disengage Rando, not relishing fighting with a friend of the Legion, but he left me no choice but to defend myself. It was quite a spectacle.
We battled long, and arrows and spells flew on both sides around us. Corporal Sil came to my defense with her singing, more than once, and Rando had already barkskinned himself. We both were injured badly, healed, and reinjured. To be fair, he had more to battle at once than I did, and there is no doubt that he is a mighty warrior.
At one point he quaffed a mighty potion to heal himself, and surely but slowly, his superior skills with his weapon wore me down. I saw him heading for Sil as I collapsed, but by the time I came to, Rando also was laying in a pool of his own blood.
It was a terrible display of evilry, all completely unneccesary, and everyone who was there knows that the entire cause was not the Paladin…but the cowardly evil priest and his underlings, disturbing the peace of an otherwise good town.
I am glad to have stepped up, with the Blessings of Mielikki and Sune, to show everyone this black armored priest's true colors, so that we may recognize him each and every time he sets foot in Jiyyd.
Yellow.
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Oreth is seen buying four pies and four ales, and casting about looking for Lyte, Belade, and Blueberry.
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After the fight, an angry blonde elven lass can be heard:
"Scumsucking filth, Rando and the other!
Their claims of law and duty were naught but the mewling of an infant with a cruel streak! They respect nothing but their own brutish lust for violence - they are worth less than a demon, seeking only to destroy everything with a semblance of beauty or heart. May they rot in the abyss that spawned their vile souls."
