"Enough!" Brutin shouted and the two men backed off some, the limp figure fell forward like a bloody rag. The two men stayed within easy arm's reach of the figure but clearly he was going no where, his breathing labored. "Now then, let us try again. I come seeking knowledge of the duel between a person named Tasselhoft and one named Jewelsie." He said and one of his men thrust a book under the man's face, blood dripped from his broken nose onto the pages and the man pushed the book aside in defiance.
"The woman's name is not Jewelsie!" The man spat and Brutin sighed and went over his To Do list, things had been going well so far but with bets placed for the coming fights it was time to do some serious research. Finally the hard thunk of flesh on flesh stopped and Brutin looked up. The man was just not in a good way.
"You are having a rough day of it. Now then, I seek knowledge about this duel, namely, who other than this Helston woman is he kin with or whom does he care for?" Brutin asked calmly as if having a fluid conversation at a cafe.
"Go piss off!" The man said and Brutin went back to his To Do list, the girls had been handed over to the care of the new Stable Master but truth be told Brutin didn't think the man would last. He just didn't have the temperament.
A soft moan and final thud brought Brutin's attention up, the man was lying in the fetal position, very little of his natural skin color showed through the blood covering him. Both of Brutin's companions were winded and not a little sore. "I admire this gaming commissions fortitude but surely if you do not keep records of your entrants you can rule over the referee's calls. I seek to nullify the win, but as a compassionate man I will only seek to change one outcome, that of Tasselhoft winnning. See? I do not wish to be difficult. Now then, to whom do I speak to point out the irregularity of his coming victory?" Brutin asked and leaned forward to better hear through the man's broken teeth.
The two warriors with him leaned forward as well; as the man spoke, softly, shakily, spilling his guts with the conviction of one wronged. Brutin looked up at the two warriors who looked at him apologetically. "You should not have had to hear that." One of them said.
"It was incorrect." The other offered.
"My mother might have been close to as he described but of course I cannot confirm or deny it." Brutin offered and the two men nodded. "Still, he is stout and will not break if he has the energy to recite my family tree so colorfully. Hide him so that no one will find him until after the fight and we will go ask his supervisor, I believe the man has a lovely daughter, with her help maybe we can persuade him to see how this Tasselhoft fellow is going to cheat." He offered and the two men bent down to dispose of the eloquent clerk.
Brutin sat back on the desk and checked his To Do list, crossing off Rules clerk and then added a new entry underneath it stated simply as Penelope
"The woman's name is not Jewelsie!" The man spat and Brutin sighed and went over his To Do list, things had been going well so far but with bets placed for the coming fights it was time to do some serious research. Finally the hard thunk of flesh on flesh stopped and Brutin looked up. The man was just not in a good way.
"You are having a rough day of it. Now then, I seek knowledge about this duel, namely, who other than this Helston woman is he kin with or whom does he care for?" Brutin asked calmly as if having a fluid conversation at a cafe.
"Go piss off!" The man said and Brutin went back to his To Do list, the girls had been handed over to the care of the new Stable Master but truth be told Brutin didn't think the man would last. He just didn't have the temperament.
A soft moan and final thud brought Brutin's attention up, the man was lying in the fetal position, very little of his natural skin color showed through the blood covering him. Both of Brutin's companions were winded and not a little sore. "I admire this gaming commissions fortitude but surely if you do not keep records of your entrants you can rule over the referee's calls. I seek to nullify the win, but as a compassionate man I will only seek to change one outcome, that of Tasselhoft winnning. See? I do not wish to be difficult. Now then, to whom do I speak to point out the irregularity of his coming victory?" Brutin asked and leaned forward to better hear through the man's broken teeth.
The two warriors with him leaned forward as well; as the man spoke, softly, shakily, spilling his guts with the conviction of one wronged. Brutin looked up at the two warriors who looked at him apologetically. "You should not have had to hear that." One of them said.
"It was incorrect." The other offered.
"My mother might have been close to as he described but of course I cannot confirm or deny it." Brutin offered and the two men nodded. "Still, he is stout and will not break if he has the energy to recite my family tree so colorfully. Hide him so that no one will find him until after the fight and we will go ask his supervisor, I believe the man has a lovely daughter, with her help maybe we can persuade him to see how this Tasselhoft fellow is going to cheat." He offered and the two men bent down to dispose of the eloquent clerk.
Brutin sat back on the desk and checked his To Do list, crossing off Rules clerk and then added a new entry underneath it stated simply as Penelope