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All enjoyed prosperity for a time. That is until a cunning young noble from the DuGrav family appeared with a edict from the King to mobilize the knights once again in defense of the kingdom. Valiant and brave, my father was eager to oblige the benevolent king and defend the crown once more.

It wasn't but a county away that the small band found themselves ambushed by bandits who heavily outnumbered the group that had not yet collected any other knights. The rogues were hooded so they couldn't be identified, and for a robbery, they didn't take much.

The young DuGrav escaped with some serious lascerations and an arrow wound, but the scoundrel had to "sell it", didn't he?

My mother tried her hardest to run things, unfortunately she hadn't paid close enough attention to my father's business, especially since it was mostly handled by cousins in the banking trade. Cousins who were doing quite well if you know what I mean.

The LaVayn family was proud and powerful, but it lacked male heirs. It was suggested many times that my mother remarry and even aggressively at times. She had really loved my father, but was shameful of the estate falling into disrepair. Finally, a remarriage was agreed upon by my mother after relentless pressure from some of my aunts, one of which was a DuGrav by marriage.

The estate slowly began to disintegrate, but what really incensed me, was the removal of my father's pictures from everything as well as our family name wherever it appeared. All of my possessions began to become absconded by my newfound step-siblings. It wasn't like I was spoiled, but when you are the only child of wealthy land-owners, who else are they going to buy things for?

It was while I was looking for these things that I found it, the parchment that is. The one that fooled my father and lulled him, eagerly to his premeditated death. There it was with the king's seal and everything. He loved me and he was the greatest knight in the kingdom, and now the LaVayn name was being systematically erased. My mother was being treated little better than a commoner, who seemed less joyful these days, but did not complain. It's not supposed to be this way. I must have justice! And I did. It was easy too. Or at least I thought it would be. Soon after my discovery, my step-father destroyed the document found amongst my possessions by my rat-faced aunt and decreed that I had been stirring up dissention in his house and must leave.

Leaving the house unmarried was unthinkable to mother, but it was okay with me. I was never really interested in the duties that my station required, but I was offended that despite her initial objection, her attitude toward the matter had quickly changed. I guess she didn't appreciate my stubborn insistence that our new family consisted mostly of self-serving scoundrels who wanted to sweep our old life under the rug. Or maybe her hand was forced in the decision.

The young Algorn DuGrav was a bit older now and ready to marry. My cousin Ana was a very beautiful, kind, compassionate and trusting young lady. She was always very nice to me and had she not gotten involved with Algorn, perhaps things would be different.

It was my new position as a clerk for the church that I gained accesss to what I needed for revenge. Women were not usually given this position, but somehow I had convinced them that I would be the best clerk that they ever had. I proved it too. I put in long hours and brought great order to the clergy.

One night, I studied the forged document closely. I spent many late nights thereafter sculpting the signet, dyeing the wax and practicing the hand of the bishop.

Placing the evidence was easy enough as Ana's visits had increased and my connection with the servants gave me easy access to my former manor, so her belongings at the manse slowing increased. Letters corresponding to a "friend", unfortunate collateral damage that I had to actually involve another soul, indicated secret participation in withcraft and rituals of Asmodeus.

Once discovered, I was overjoyed at the church's response to the situation as both Ana, her friend and Algorn were apprehended immediately and sequestered for days pending the end of the investigation and trial.

My mistake? Maybe it was impatience, or the fact that the case was quickly growing cold, but I couldn't live with just an accusation. I needed revenge for my father, for myself. My boldest crime, and the one that brought me to this rat-infested cage, was a mandate from the king calling for the execution of Algorn, Ana and the other girl.

The document was fool-proof, but apparently in my fervor, I spilled a bit of "the king's red wax" on my shoe that I carelessly left lying about my new residence at the church for my snooping aunt to find.

I can say that I am proud of the length of time it took for investigator's to come to the correct conclusion. I am sorry that I made the unfortnate mistake of not fully destroying the eveidence. That won't happen again. My sentence? I'm unsure. Supposedly I should be banished to the salt mines, however I hear that they are considering execution because three people were almost wrongy put to death. If it happens, it is because my forgery was so perfect, that the king could not sleep at night in fear of what might happen "by his decree."
I won't be killed though. They will all pay. The great LaVayn name will be restored, at any cost.

All enjoyed prosperity for a time. That is until a cunning young noble from the DuGrav family appeared with a edict from the King to mobilize the knights once again in defense of the kingdom. Valiant and brave, my father was eager to oblige the benevolent king and defend the crown once more.

It wasn't but a county away that the small band found themselves ambushed by bandits who heavily outnumbered the group who had not yet collected any other knights. The rogues were hooded so they couldn't be identified, and for a robbery,they didn't take much.

The young DuGrav escaped with some serious lascerations and an arrow wound, but the scoundrel had to "sell it", didn't he?

My mother tried her hardest to run things, but she hadn't paid close enough attention to my father's business, especially since it was mostly handled by cousins in the banking trade. Cousins who were doing quite well if you know what I mean.

The LaVayn family was proud and powerful, but it lacked male heirs. Finally, it was agreed upon by my mother after pressure from some of my aunts, one of which was a DuGrav through marriage.

The estate slowly began to disintegrate, but what really incensed me, was the removal of my father's pictures from everything as well as our family name wherever it appeared. All of my possessions began to become absconded by my newfound step-siblings. It wasn't like I was spoiled, but when you are the only child of wealthy land-owners, who else are they going to buy things for?

It was while I was looking for these things that I found it, the parchment that is. The one that fooled my father and lulled him, eagerly to his premeditated death. There it was with the king's seal and everything. He loved me and he was the greatest knight in the kingdom, and now the LaVayn name was being systematically erased. My mother was being treated little better than a commoner, who seemed less joyful these days, but did not complain. It's not supposed to be this way. I must have justice! And I did. It was easy too. Or at least I thought it would be. Soon after my discovery, my step-father destroyed the document found amongst my possessions by my aunt and decreed that I had been stirring up dissention in his house and must leave.

Leaving the house unmarried was unthinkable to mother, but it was okay with me. I was never really interested in the duties that my station required, but I was offended that despite her initial objection, her attitude toward the matter had quickly changed.

You see, the young Algorn DuGrav was a bit older now and ready to marry. My cousin Ana was a very beautiful, kind, compassionate and trusting young lady. She was always nice to me and had she not gotten involved with Algorn, perhaps things would be different.

I studied the forged document closely. I spent many late nights sculpting the signet, dyeing the wax and practicing the hand of the bishop.

Placing the evidence was easy enough as Ana's visits had increased, so her belongings at the manse slowing increased. Letters corresponding to a "friend", unfortunate collateral damage that I had to actually involve another soul, indicated secret participation in withcraft and rituals of Asmodeus.

Once discovered, I was overjoyed at the church's response to the situation as both Ana, her friend and Algorn were apprehended and sequestered pending the end of the investigation and trial.

My mistake? Maybe it was impatience, or the fact that the case was quickly growing cold, but I couldn't live with just an accusation. I needed revenge for my father. My boldest crime, and the one that got me here in this rat-infested cage, was a mandate from the king calling for the execution of Algorn, Ana and the other girl.

The document was fool-proof, but apparently in my fervor, I spilled a bit of "the king's red wax" on my shoe that I carelessly left lying about for my snooping aunt.

I can say that I am proud of the length of time it took for investigator's to come to the correct conclusion. They will all pay. LaVayn will be restored.