[color=A0A0A0][h2]Fleuri Jodeau[/h2][/color]

The Barukstaedian warrior was finally defeated.  He had been a difficult foe, bested only through the cooperation of the three knights.  It was a shame that such talent was wasted working for these treasonous conspirators.  The warrior wasn't done yet, though- he still had enough left him him for some dying words, asking for the names of those who defeated him.  He also gave them a name- Alfrid Stormcaller.  If he had to guess, it was that the warrior was a mercenary, fighting to obtain either a glorious victory or a glorious death, and make some money in the process.

[color=A0A0A0]"Sir Fleuri Jodeau, of House Jodeau, of the Iron Roses,"[/color] he introduced himself, bowing and sheathing Candlestick.  [color=A0A0A0]"I can't approve of your choice of employers, but you were a most worthy foe."[/color]

His voiced displeasure with the conspirators was a gross understatement, but there was no need to bring it up to a dying man.  There was no harm in a bit of reverent tact for this man's final mortal moments.

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