Jallembo said:"I am not sure why you speak like that. I find it rather.. foolish.. These priestresses can do what they want of us.. Basic survival instinct should overcome your pride.. You are giving arguments to our enemies.. Please learn to bend a bit as we will again face this sort of situation and I certainly don't want to finished hanged because you let your temper flare up! ok? Now we let's all take a rest and examine that bundle of Hers... "
Ximix gives a little polite applause to this speech. "Well said and true Corvinus, to be sure there is little fault to the meat of your words... were I to think that Jallembo was calling your words untruth I would second you forthwith.covaithe said:Corvinus whirls, fists balled and teeth clenched. "You find it foolish to speak up for the truth? To point out to these scatterbrained so-called priestesses that they are twisting words and bending truths like some nine-for-a-silver back-alley lawyer? They claim to serve goodness, yet they attack the innocent without provocation or remorse. They claim to be purveyors of truth, yet they cling to lies like their mothers' skirts. When presented with reason, they scorn it as rudeness. Rudeness! After attacking, robbing, and imprisoning us on their own doorstep, they have the bloody cheek to accuse us of rudeness! Whether they cling to their lies because they are too lazy to think for themselves, or out of wounded pride that we should have the stones to question their pronouncements, or perhaps out of some more sinister motive, I do not care. Do you hear me? I do not care. I left Monemvassia because I could no longer 'bend a bit' when I saw liars growing fat on the labor of honest men. I somehow lost the ability to 'overcome my pride' when murderers walked free for a handful of coin, or a word in the right ear, or simple cowardice on the part of honest men. I set out to see a better world than that, where a man can stand up and be what he is, and say what he means, and what do I find? Here in what is supposed to be one of the holiest places in the Enworld they're no better than the crooked judges in the slums of Monemvassia! They're worse! At least with the judges you have to pay them before they will close their eyes to the truth. No, I'm done bowing and scraping to these useless puddleheads, and if you're afraid a little plain speech will get you hanged, well, maybe you should go to Monemvassia. Or become a priestess."
"Aye lad, Ah'll gladly cut--

(Dungeons & Dragons)
Rulebook featuring "high magic" options, including a host of new spells.