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Good evening. I have to inform you that Kalvos is somewhat delayed, so I have stepped into his noble boots. These things happen you know... Grimney is so full of confusion...
I was his Second, or was I his Third? No matter, I am here first, as you can see. So, if you don't mind, I would like a stab at you.
I'd call this a Vendetta for the blood you spilled, and you damaged my moustache. I'm not a very violent man, but I'm happy to clip your ears just for jolly.
Oh... Notice that my moustache is waxed and in full bloom again, and that my hand is steady, despite the brandy I have consumed.... But make no mistake... My sword is very sharp and my nerve is strong.
I may not have lived a good and decent life, and I am in truth a rather selfish man, and if I don't survive this please tell Urat Holme that I died with dignity. He is a fine man and deserved better than I.
No matter... Regardless... This is however my proving ground, not yours. I trained with a Master Duelist you know, and so good sir...
*He raises his sword in salute*.
Shall we dance? That is whenever you're ready?
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