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Message: <blockquote data-quote="fafhrd" data-source="post: 2793180" data-attributes="member: 18517">The monk Eredor the Impoverished stepped over the bodies of his fallen comrades and proceeded toward the gaunt robed figure at the apex of the hall.   He called out in a stident voice, "Archemanderus the Vile, you have assassinated the rightful king of the land, taken up its rulership in foul mockery of the ancient code, and slain my friends and companions.  Do not think though that you can defeat me!" "Oh no, dear Eredor.  I am well versed in rock, paper, scissors.  I have no hope of defeating you," replied the wizened mage.Eredor paused, taken aback by the admission yet cautious nonetheless.  "You would surrender?  Will you allow yourself to be taken to the prison Horribilus Maximus to await trial?"At that the mage allowed a wicked smile.  "Oh indeed, no.  I shall contest you to the last.  Are you aware that before the advent of my evil overlordship I was a rules lawyer?  I have something far more ...beneficient in mind." The monk swallowed, a growing sense of unease boring a pit in his stomach.  "I have no interest in games, Archemanderus-""Oh nonsense.  Your vexing presence is a perfect testament to the contrary."  As Eredor made to advance, Archmanderus waggled a single finger in admonishment, "Tut tut, delay your initiative a bit longer, Sir Lintpockets.  You're going to want to hear what I have to say.  Good.  Now back to the script.  You see, I have, in consultation with the bar, drawn up certain documents that are to be unsealed upon my unfortunate demise.  It goes something like this." Archemanderus paused to clear his throat then began, "I Archemanderus, Lord of Bumbleton, ofttimes appended, the Vile, find myself repentant in my final days.  This fact has been made clear to me through the efforts of the Moral Relatives Adventuring Company, in general and Eredor the Improvished, in particular.  In repayment for these brave and courteous acts..."Eyes widening in alarm, Eredor finally began to understand the significance of the events unfolding before him."I cede to Eredor my title as Lord, in perpetuity and without the possibility of revocation-"The great hall resounded to cries to anguish and an endless litany of clauses and addenda.</blockquote>

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