Mhaldor,

You wish for me to fight for Leigh? I've been fighting for every single
citizen of Shallam for nearly 70 years. Now, with your lies, and your
false promises, certain of you have attracted my attention.

Dyzanru, you still owe me the completion of the duel you ran from. Time
for you to deliver, I think.

Hayte, my brother, your words have earnt you one last gift from me. The
same gift I gave to our father. Death, if you wish to accept my offer of
a duel.

Chidori, you are now head of the Apostate class. Perhaps you have learnt
how to fight properly since we last fought. I suppose we shall see, if
you choose to accept.

Swishowski, the uncloaked raider who complains about being braziered
into totems, do you wish to accept a fair fight?

Herenicus, there has always been a question that has nagged me for a
number of years. Can you beat me? Time to find out.

Cain, assuming your artifacts afford you enough intelligence to read my
words, you are already aware of my challenge.

To save me the trouble if/when you choose to accept, these are my terms.
The duels will be carried out at the top of the Great Rock, beneath what
was previously a statue of Lord Sartan. You come alone, no leaving the
top of the Rock. I will resurrect those who I defeat, I leave the choice
up to you if you win.

In service,
Lord Antonius Agarwaen.

Penned by my hand on the 20th of Aeguary, in the year 416 AF.