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Post by Sisara » Sun Nov 17, 2013 9:50 pm

As soon as Farius stepped into the room, Sisara’s awareness shifted. Forgetting about the other people in the room and probably breaking every possible rule of conduct, she jumped up and went to him. She wanted to hit him; she wanted to slap him senseless for being such a ridiculous idiot but at the same time, she just wanted to hug him because she was so relieved that he had showed up, even if it was with a guard escort. Disapproval overweighted every other emotion however, if only to make him realise that he really was in deep shit, and she was just about to say something, her mouth already open, when Farius urged her not to.

Clamping her lips together, Sisara’s face drew into a mask of annoyance but she nodded shortly before sitting down next to her friend. He was so going to pay for this. And she didn’t really want to know what the Inquisitor had to say to this episode. She sighed as she pinched Farius in the softer flesh of his upper arm before she squeezed his hand in comfort.

When he didn’t speak up however, she bumped her knee into his knee, muttering underneath her breath: “She asked you a question, you might want to answer. Case!”
She shouldn’t have jumped up, she shouldn’t have interrupted him. Now his delay in replying to the High Inquisitor’s question might get him into even more trouble. At least it would make it even more obvious to everyone involved that he was still under alcoholic influence.

Changers, how she hated this whole situation. She wanted to get out of this place so much and just drag Farius along with her. They shouldn’t be here. This should never have happened. Ferric should have never provoked Farius the way he had done. And if that idiot Tasza had just kept his mouth shut instead of starting to blabber about reporting everything... That man had a stick up his ass longer and stiffer than a flag pole. She hated him. She hated both of them.

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Post by Darrik » Thu Nov 21, 2013 7:42 pm

Inquisitor Vonstadt had stated her expectations clearly. “Present your case to me within the next thirty minutes. I expect a satisfactory explanation of what happened, and especially what led up to it. Most importantly, I want to see agreement on the details. You may all speak freely, and the floor is open to whoever will take it. I will not interrupt beyond an occasional question. My suggestion is that you treat this exercise like your job is on the line, because for some of you that is indeed the case.”

Darrik noticed that, despite the inquisitor's instructions, nobody seemed in a hurry to draw attention to themselves, aside from Masello and Kasabian. It was becoming readily apparent that those two had less than a professional relationship. Little wonder she'd failed to intervene on Novrus night, leaving Guardsman Tasza to pick up the slack. Well, if none of the humans had the backbone to speak up, then perhaps being shamed into action by a dwarf was just the tonic for them. Darrik took the floor by the expedient of standing and speaking.

Offering a crisp salute, Darrik recounted the events of Novrus evening. "The basic sequence of events, from when I arrived at Vic's, was as follows Inquisitor." The dwarf guard decided to leave out his personal opinion on matters to begin with and stuck to the basic facts. "I was at the bar when a conversation between Guardsman Vintas and Morig suddenly devolved into violence on Guardsman Morig's behalf. Morig drew a dagger, and took out his frustration on one of Vic's wooden tankards. I stepped between the two of them, reminded them of their obligation t'keep the peace, in or out of uniform. Guardsman Morig seemed t'take that on board and went and sat quietly at a table. I returned his dagger and took a seat there as well to keep an eye on the youngster, just in case. I'd characterise him as apologetic after his loss of temper."

Darrik ran a hand over his beard as he continued. "I'd just finished my stout, and was getting ready to leave Vic's place, when I saw Guardsman Maselo storming over to the bar. Guardsman Vintas the target once again, with Masello accusing Vintas of making an impolite gesture, and suggesting consequences for a repeat offence." Admittedly, not in as polite a fashion, as Darrik recalled. "Guardsman Morig was starting to get riled again, so I stayed by his table t'make sure he didn't use Masello's actions as an excuse to join in. Vintas and Masello were exchanging words, with Kasabian and Tasza close by trying to defuse the situation, when Masello knocked Vintas down with what I have to admit was as clean a right cross as I've ever seen."

Darrik let a hint of respect enter his voice as he added. "Guardsman Tasza responded immediately, engaging Masello in a commendable armlock and prevented the situation from becoming any more violent. Vintas recovered from the blow, and told Tasza he could relax his grip. Constable Metzler stepped in as well, after Tasza had restrained Masello. The situation looked like it might make formal report at that stage, so I offered my willingness to stand witness to the night's events if needed. I was going to use that opportunity to make my second attempt to leave for the night, but Masello slipped away from the group before they could decide what to do with him, and beat me to the door before I'd even had a chance to leave. Vintas was starting to head out too, so I figured I'd wait a moment longer before leaving myself."

That was when Tasza had escalated matters, Darrik recalled, and it took an effort of will not to tug his beard in remembered aggravation. "At that point, Guardsman Tasza requested that myself and Guardsman Vintas stand witness to, and I quote 'a superior officer eschewing her duties in the interest of favouritism by excusing a crime and preventing an arrest without reasonable evidence to the contrary of its legitimacy.'" Darrik tugged his beard "Understandably, the Constable was incensed by the accusation of favouritism" Despite how obviously accurate that accusation appeared in hindsight "Constable Metzler made clear her intentions to report Guardsman Tasza and Masello for insubordination. Further, she accused Guardsman Tasza of ignoring a knife threat, when the fact of the matter is Morig gave nobody time to respond. I was simply the closest guard able to step between Morig and Vintas after the fact."

The dwarf guard concluded "I tried t'calm things down by restricting matters to procedure: Masello had assaulted a guard, Morig had committed minor property damage. I also said that I'd only stand witness with regards to dereliction of duty if Constable Metzler failed to bring Masello in before his Watch Sergeant for a formal reprimand. I added that I would not stand as witness for the charge of favouritism." Darrik tugged at his beard. "That about covers what I saw of the evening's events, Inquisitor. I've kept matters of opinion to myself in favour of presenting the facts as I witnessed them. Can't say my vantage point was always the best, so it'll be good to know what others saw." Darrik saluted once more and sat back down.

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Post by Drayel » Fri Nov 22, 2013 12:18 am

Drayel hung his head sheepishly as he kept his eyes on the floor, away from the inquisitor and her long stare. Yes, he'd lost his temper and had done quite a bit wrong but he didn't actually kill anybody, right? Besides, that idiot deserved it. Drayel growled a little as he felt himself bristle again. He shot a glare towards Ferric. He'd still give him a swing if he was allowed.

Darrik on the other hand, he owed incredibly. Had it not been for the seemingly patient dwarf, he'd be hung for murder no doubt. Come to think of it, he owed another dwarf for the same reason... He frowned at the realization as he gave Darrik a once over and tilted his head. Perhaps he should stop being around dwarves, they seemed to show his worst traits....

Still, the dwarf stood to speak and he'd may as well tell his little piece as well. So, patiently he waited until the dwarf was finished. Then, taking by example he slowly got to his feet and trudged in front of the high powered woman. Giving her a stiff salute he made sure to make eye contact as he cleared his throat.

"Drayel Morig, ma'am." He stated as he let his hand drop. He felt his face heat up as eyes watched him, his social awkwardness taking hold as he began to shift weight and try not to glance around. He hated talking to these people, and in front of others it made it worse. "As my fellow guardsman stated, I'd caused quite a bit of trouble during the night of question."

"As told, I had gone to Vic's that night to spend some...quality time with my fellow guards. At the time when I arrived, already there were a couple guards so I simply ordered a drink and sat in a corner for a while. After a mug of ale, I.... suppose my judgment may have been impaired. I'd decided to invite Sisera and Tazsa to my table for some food and conversation."

"Then, that bloody- Beg pardon. Sir Ferricdecided to make stupid comments." Drayel growled as he shot a cold glare at Ferric. "He decided it wise to prod into my rather personal life to apparently get some sort of kick out of it. Though, again I wasn't much smarter as I proceeded to lose my temper and threw my dagger into his mug."

He blushed a bit as he gave Darrik and Tasza a bit of a nod of the head, his eyes glancing up at them momentarily before flickering away again. "He'd made a comment or two, none of which really important but... I think it right to bring up that Sir Tasza and Sir Darrik did quite a grand job of playing peacekeeper with me. Ah... Not that I should have needed one."

He turned scarlette now, his eyes dropping to his boots as he cleared his throat. Him and his damn mouth. "At any rate, after that I went to the corner and sat with Sir Darrik while having a couple more drinks. The rest of it is mostly hazy but I believe somebody got in another fight with the idio-..... Sir Ferric. Got a shiner I hope."

He didn't even disguise the nasty glare he sent the other guard. He wanted the other to drop dead.

"Past that I'm afraid I fell asleep. Got woken up by Vic and well, you know the rest." He bowed his head again, wanting to sink in the ground. He'd told the truth but he hated talking in court. He growled a bit as he bowed his front a bit then saluted. "With that, I am finished."

Drayel stiffly walked back to his seat and sat down heavily, elbows on knees as he tried to calm the racing heart and the shivers that took his hands. Dammit, this didn't help his hangover but at least he'd gotten a couple words in. At least now he contributed, right? He sighed. He hated this job.

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Post by Sinuvarakoon Tasza » Sat Nov 23, 2013 2:14 am

Tasza was not surprised. Disappointed, yes. Disgusted? It ran the gamut of expected emotions. Mostly, he was tired, and he couldn't seem to stop the trembling in his fingers. He watched, and he listened, for the most part keeping his eyes straight ahead. High Inquisitor Vondstadt, he decided, was testing them. Human me -- his eyes cut sideways towards Darrik. He corrected himself -- memory, in general, depended on what was noticed. There was no way that so many distinct individuals, with so many . . . priorities (here, he tried his best not to look sideways at the two women or their disreputable hooligan, though at the least he kept his expression straight) would all have the same impression of the scene itself. Granted, they had training and experience. They would be better than witnesses on the street, who may not want to be forthright at all.

But they were none of them infallible. It wasn't something he wanted to admit.

He shifted, watched, listened. He did not judge more than he already had, for it was not his place. He gave his rapt attention to first Darrik, then Drayel, as both men gave their version of events. He did not, he decided, desire to give his testimony after Odelina. The only way to ensure that happened was to speak next.

He stood, presented himself to the High Inquisitor and the Inquisitors on duty. He saluted. He identified himself for the record. His voice remained flat and uninflectioned.

He described the situation from the beginning. He had arrived, had joined Ferric at the bar. He briefly included that he had not partaken of any alcohol then, nor through the rest of the evening before he continued. Sisara had joined them. Drayel had approached of his own volition. They had started to talk when Drayel had suddenly reacted. He had shouted, and he had thrown his knife at tavern property. "It would have needed replacement," Tasza admitted, eyes boring a hole into the far wall.

He resumed his narrative. Darrik had arrived, had started to talk Drayel down. Tasza had gotten off his stool, and reached out to take Drayel by the shoulder, but the larger man hadn't allowed that. "Guardsman Darrik seemed to be calming Guardsman Drayel, so I didn't see the need to interfere further. I resumed my conversation with Guardsman Ferric. Shortly thereafter, Guardsman Farius approached where we sat at the bar. He was upset, though I am not sure what provoked him." Nothing, in Tasza's private opinion. The man was a powder keg whose eventual explosion would claim more than just his own career. "Guardsman Ferric and Guardsman Farius exchanged words, none of them kind. Shortly after Guardsman Farius engaged Guardsman Ferric in conversation, Guardsman Farius publically assaulted Guardsman Ferric by punching him in the face. I immediately took Guardsman Farius by the arm to prevent further violence, and entreated him to come with me back to Headquarters. Guardsman Ferric declined to press charges."

He stopped and took a breath. Considered. Pressed on. "Given the public nature of the spectacle, beyond the fact that it was a breach of Guard code, I felt it was best handled before word spread. As guardsmen of Marn every action we take colors our reputation. It does not do for a guardsman to engage in conduct unbecoming of our office.

"Constable Odelina told me that she would see to it that Guardsman Farius got taken back to his bunk to sleep. Considering that he had just assaulted another guardsman, I challenged her authority. She intended to bypass our laws. She then informed me that I should have immediately reported Guardsman Drayel, and after considering the matter I can only agree with her assessment. Both men should have been brought up on the charges during the very same night. However, it should be noted that Guardsman Drayel had contributed only to damage of property. From where I stood, it appeared as if he was throwing the knife at the mug in question, and not an individual. Still, it was a misuse of his weapon. Guardsman Farius, on the other hand, quite directly attacked Guardsman Ferric, and seemed to intend to do more violence.

"I fully believe that it was Constable Odelina's favorable relationship with Guardsman Sisara and Guardsman Farius that colored her response to that situation in particular. If not, I have concluded that it can only then be a gross breach of protocol by a superior officer.

"I have included these observations and testimony in the report I submitted to my Sergeant on the previous evening directly following the events. After that, I retired to my home."

He paused, saluted, and resumed his seat. He continued to stare forward. He did not enjoy things such as this. Contrary to the most vocal opinions that followed him, he was not particularly ambitious. In him, there was a need to be just. The laws were there for a reason, and it was his honor to ensure they were upheld. No matter the cost, be it to his personal life or to his career.

But, in his most private thoughts, he could admit with no small amount of selfishness that it was unfair.

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Post by Odelina Meltzer » Wed Nov 27, 2013 9:07 pm

She didn't react to Farius being brought in. It was difficult not to, though. The man stank!

Darrik was the first to talk. Despite herself, she shook her head. Next to Masello, she found herself most disappointed in him. Yet, at least the dwarf stuck to facts. It seemed that his head too had cleared somewhat after the night before.

Tasza's version went as she would have expected. After the man had finished, she stood up in turn.

"I have nothing to add on the events as such, guardsman Meathandler has covered them well. As for my own actions, I would say that what guardsman Tasza failed to notice last night was that in the eyes of the rest of the patronage, we had all been drinking together. I'm sure very few of them would have been able to say who was actually under the influence of alcohol, and who was not. And drunken guards arresting each other in public does - not - look - good. I intended to solve the situation as quickly and smoothly as possible, and to leave the disciplinary actions for today, when everyone would have been sober and emotions would not have come to play. At that point, however, guardsman Tasza decided to arrest me if I didn't act as he chose. Thus he delayed me for long enough for Masello to get away." She glanced dispassionately at the man. "Tasza's intention of preserving the image of the guard was good. His method, however, was wrong, and by breaking the guard conduct he turned the whole thing into a public farce and allowed Masello to get away."

She sighed. "I'm not sure what I should say about these accusations of favouritism. I'm not particularly fond of guardsman Masello personally, and I'm sure he'll tell you as much. The only mistake I've made regarding him has been to assume that with the right training and encouragement he would actually make a good guard."

She paused for a moment. The next words might dig her deeper, but what the hell. If they weren't said now, they wouldn't ever be said. "Guardsman Tasza, I believe records will show, has made a habit of questioning his superiors' authority, and the word is that he is generally disrespectful towards women, including the members of society he serves in his capacity as a guard. Guardsman Vintas has not broken any rule or conduct, but I'm disappointed and concerned by his habit of constantly provoking his colleagues. It is damaging to the spirit and unity of the entire guard. I believe he actions of Masello and Drayel speak for themselves. And as I cannot give an unbiased judgement of my own actions, I hope so do mine."

She sat down.

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Post by Ferric Vintas » Wed Dec 04, 2013 12:45 am

It had now become Ferric’s turn to speak. For several moments, he held his position, letting his face remain careful controlled in a manner which nevertheless implied his thoughts were racing within his skull.

Ferric rose from his seat just moments before it broke unspoken rules of conduct, the wooden legs scraping on the floor harshly as the furniture was pushed back by the motion. “I entered the establishment with Loyalists Braken Menil and Toad—my apologies, Reku Shinga.” He began, “After a moment of private discussion amidst ourselves, Tasza approached us and joined our conversation. At this point everything remained quite pleasant. Sisara passed by, and,” Ferric allowed a small smile to creep upon his lips, “endured a brief conversation with Tasza and I.”

Ferric’s face darkened. “It was at this point Guardsman Drayel approached, demanding that my companions accompany him. Though I was loathe to set my unfortunate subjects loose, I complied, figuring it might be good for him.” Ferric’s face fell further, and he mournfully recounted what happened next. “Unfortunately, it seems I misjudged him, for upon vocalizing my congratulations Drayel reacted rather poorly, throwing his knife into my drink.” He paused at this point to make a few hand motions, recalling the order of events, “I don’t think any of us reacted exceptionally to this, Vic included. It was Yiamas, and these things happen when men indulge in a bit too much drink. Guardsman Darrick handled the situation very well by leading Drayel off and turning his aggression elsewhere.”

A moment of reflection caused Ferric to wonder at the similarities between Darrick and himself. Turning his gaze to the dwarf, Ferric nodded respectfully. Both were arguably more capable than those around them, yet both had certain impediments to further advancement. Ferric had hit his ceiling when he joined the loyalists. He wondered how far Darrick could go with his heritage being what it was. Perhaps he had already found his limit. At least the dwarf had another century to reach for greater heights. Hardly seemed fair, considering his own remaining decades.

“The rest you know well from the accounts of the others.” Ferric continued, returning his gaze to Vonstadt. “Farius stormed over, clearly drunk out of his mind, after attempting to woo an equally inebriated Odelina. And succeeding, by my estimation.” He let that sit in the room for a moment, figuring their judge was intelligent enough to see the conflict between Odelina’s supposed dislike of Farius and her actual conduct. Hurting her credibility helped Tasza, and the poor guy had just recieved worse than he deserved from Odelina. “I confess I insulted him at this point,” oddly enough, nobody else had called him on that directly. It made admitting it tactically wise. “Which was not the wisest course of action.” He gestured to his swollen jaw, making sure he avoided touching it. All things considered, it was not nearly as bad as it could have been. He turned to look at the drunken heap which had been dragged into the room. “I suspect, Inquisitor, that you can see why I might have found cause to do so.”

He sat back down, feeling as if he had done well considering all that had transpired. Perhaps if Farius hadn’t shown up as a wreck, things might have been different. Ferric could have defended him. But the man had dug his own grave here, and Ferric was not going to risk his own tentative position in the guard on his worthless hide. Out of the corner of his eye, he studied Sisara. Though it counted for nothing, he silently, indiscernibly thought an apology to her.

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Post by Sisara » Sun Dec 08, 2013 10:59 pm

She wanted to strangle him, she really, really did but it simply would not do. Sisara had to keep a straight face but it was one of the hardest things she had had to do lately. Farius was in deeper shit now than she had thought after Ferric’s little extra stunt, and Odelina was being dragged down along with him. There wasn’t much she could do about this, but she would have to try. Maybe she could at least slightly divert Judge Vonstadt’s attention from Farius and Odelina back to the ones who had actually caused all this mess in the first place.

What to say however was a different matter. Sure, she could dish out the facts with her own pinch of salt just likely everyone else had, well except for maybe Darrik who had actually managed to stick to the facts quite reasonably, but that wouldn’t do anyone any good either. Least of all herself if the High Inquisitor decided to turn her cold gaze upon her for some sort of investigation for not being truthful or whatnot. She neither could nor wanted to risk it.

Though for Farius...

Finally she took a deep breath, stood up and recounted the events as they had already been repeated quite a few times, including the fact that Ferric had tried to rope her into a conversation. There wasn’t much else to add. She hadn’t paid much attention to the whole Drayel encounter and she wasn’t particularly interested in the outcome thereof. It wasn’t her business. However, it was her business that her friends were being dragged through the dirt.

“What the whole situation made me wonder though is how guards, who are supposed to represent upstanding members of society and avoid quarrels, arguments and any kind of public disruption, are the ones actively provoking exactly these kinds of incidents by baiting those they have a bone to pick with for whatever reason in order to get a rise out of them, or how they can, with a clean conscience, stand by and condone this kind of behaviour. There were three guards surrounding Guard Vintas when he insulted Guard Masello, though this fact has been conveniently omitted so far. None of them interfered. What they did not condone however was the fact that the insulted Guard tried to defend his honour. Granted, Guard Masello may have used the wrong means to do this, but isn’t everyone entitled to a proper defence rather than being instantly convicted of some crime or other without being able to speak for themselves? Nor have any of these eager guards considered it necessary to call back Guard Masello or go after him when he left Vic’s to point out to him the error of his ways. Instead of trying to solve the problem, it has been turned into even more of a public display of foolishness than was necessary. I don’t think Guard Masello is the one to blame here.”

At that point, she stopped herself and sat back down again. If she continued along this line, she was going to make even more enemies than she probably already had, and she was going to drag every single one of the people present down with herself. But at that moment, she didn’t really care. All that mattered was that Farius’ reprimand might be reduced somewhat. Fighting the urge to grab her friend’s hand, she kept her hands locked around her own with her gaze firmly on the floor.

Sisara made very sure however that she did not look in Ferric’s direction, uncertain how the man would react to her speech. She still did not understand why he had been so intent on getting to talk to her at Vic’s – she was sure there was some kind of intent behind it – but she certainly didn’t want to know what he was thinking now. She wanted to know even less what Tasza was thinking of this as his dislike of her had already been obvious enough before, though that might not necessarily be something personal if the rumours were anything to go by. She did hope however that her speech wouldn’t give Odelina any trouble. Tentatively, she looked up from the floor again to search for her friend’s gaze.

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Post by Farius Masello » Tue Dec 10, 2013 5:49 am

Couldn't everyone just leave him well alone? "Well of course I'm not to blame," he slurred, not rising from his seat, arms crossed, staring at the ceiling apathetically. "Any two-bit one-tooth streetwalker would know that. Can I go home now? You heard it; I ain't done nothing wrong. Just a misunderstanding is all. Old Vintas mistook himself as being better than I am, and I educated him. End of story. We'll go on watch together next shift and nothing will have changed." Inside, something apologetic was knocking strongly as Farius' mind, but it felt too good to be belligerent and pig-headed. He loved the feeling. I should probably be sorry. I probably will be later. Oh well.

Farius glanced over to Sisara. Boy, did she look miserable. Shit. Pride still kept him from doing or saying anything, however. He had to keep that wall up, or the whole house would come falling down. He didn't need that to happen right now. Look at me, giving a half a bishan about something. What am I coming to?

"Can I go home now, Ravenna? I haven't had sex in like, twelve hours."

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Post by Odelina Meltzer » Thu Dec 12, 2013 10:41 am

She smirked at Fenric's little tale. It didn't matter whether the man was telling the truth or not, attempting to dismiss a female superior by painting her as a whore was such and old trick. It might have worked on a male investigator, but there was no way Ravenna Vonstadt had made it to where she was without being the victim of a similar scheme once or twice on the way.

You chose the wrong audience, boys.

Sisara spoke well, although she was a bit too obvious in favouring Masello. Too bad the man destroyed it all immediately after.

If you were so desperate to leave, why didn't you just go? Even if you were sleeping with Vonstadt herself, she couldn't keep you after this. She glanced briefly at the Inquisitor. On the other hand, she was known to be quite a creative woman. Unless she keeps you as punishment.

Thanks for the sex comment, though. Makes it clear you and I didn't end up together, and makes it obvious why the boys chose you as the other half of their little smear campaign.

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Post by Ravenna Vonstadt » Sat Dec 14, 2013 7:05 pm

Ravenna remained silent as the guards testified, occasionally scribbing down notes. Not once did she look up from her reports, and her expression, blank as usual, masked her thoughts on the explanations. As Farius began to ramble on drunkenly, she suddenly stopped writing and went still. The lesser inquisitors stared at Farius in united revulsion, then turned to their superior, eager to see how she would reprimand him for such blatant disrespect.

An uncomfortable silence filled the room.

“The Court assures Guardsman Masello that he will be fucked soon enough,” she said with disinterest, turning a page and jotting down another note.

Once she finished writing, she finally looked up from her papers, scanning the faces before her. She had heard enough. Though most of their stories were biased, they formed a cohesive narrative that matched her reports. No one had attempted to deceive her, and they had all – barring Farius – presented their cases with relative tact. The guards standing before her had their flaws, but they were guards nonetheless.

“Before I address each of you personally, I will share my reason for taking such an unorthodox approach to this case. The Guard expects utmost professionalism from its members, not merely to ensure stability within its ranks, but to maintain a respectable image among Marn’s citizens. If we behave like drunken, violent louts, then Marn cannot expect us to maintain the peace. We lose our authority and cease to be the Guard.

“By relinquishing control of the proceedings to you, I gave you a chance to prove your professionalism. Most of you succeeded.” Her gaze briefly fixed on Farius. “You allowed one another the floor without disruption and avoided turning this into a shouting match. As such, I am inclined to see the case as an isolated incident rather than a symptom of a larger problem. All of you – the obvious exception aside – have proved you can behave as guards while sober, so there will be no demotions or dismissals.”

Before I begin, I would like to thank Guardsman Meathandler and Guardsman Kasabian for their insights. Neither of you will receive any punishment, and your cooperation will be noted in your files.”

She then turned to Drayel and frowned slightly. “Guardsman Morig, I am disappointed in you. Your record up to this point was quite commendable. No matter what Guardsman Vintas may have said to you, drawing a weapon was simply unacceptable – especially in public. If you have issues with another guard’s behavior, you take it through the proper channels; they exist for a reason. But there was alcohol involved and I can see you are remorseful, so I trust this won’t happen again. Don’t prove me wrong.”

She glanced over at Ferric. “Guardsman Vintas, I am not going to pry into exactly what transpired between you and Guardsman Morig, but it seems to me that you approached him with less than noble intentions. Given his record I doubt he would have been moved to violence easily, and I have reports from other guards that portray you as quite antagonistic. Despite what you seem to believe, there is never ‘cause’ to provoke or insult a fellow guard. We do not ask that you like your co-workers, only that you respect them – a point all of you would do well to note. You are a guard, not a schoolyard bully.”

Pausing, she looked to Tasza. “I’m conflicted about your role in this debacle, Guardsman Tasza. We do not expect that you blindly obey your superiors. If you have a legitimate concern, you are free to question authority – and even disobey it if you have proper cause. But bear in mind that these instances should be few and far between, otherwise the Guard would be in disarray. Constable Meltzer claims that you have a habit of challenging authority and disrespecting other guards, and judging from my records this seems to be the case. I presume Constable Meltzer made it clear she intended to pursue disciplinary action in private once everyone sobered up. As her subordinate you were to accept her decision. Had she attempted to overlook the incident afterward, then you would have had cause to disobey.

“Which leads me to you, Constable Meltzer,” Ravenna continued, gaze falling on Odelina. “You behavior was mostly commendable. As I said, the Guard’s image is of utmost importance – drunken guards arresting one another in public would have been damaging. I understand Guardsman Tasza’s frustrations, but as long as you explained that Guardsman Masello would indeed be disciplined for the assault, you were in the right. But a word of caution: If you did indeed plan on overlooking his transgression, that would have resulted in immediate demotion. Playing favorites becomes obvious rather quickly, so I hope for your sake that was not the case.”

Ravenna turned to another report and began skimming it over. “Guardsman Masello, approach the bench.”

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Post by Farius Masello » Sun Dec 15, 2013 3:55 am

Farius rose and approached her. He tried not to breathe too heavily. Wouldn't want to disturb Her Highness with his breath, which he was sure smelled lovely.

"Alright, I tried to follow that…one thing you missed though, you said 'sober' a lot. I'm not quite there. Other than that, I agree. Say, did you wanna go grab a drink with me? I'm feeling like a pint."

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Post by Sisara » Mon Dec 16, 2013 4:15 pm

Oh, he didn’t… He didn’t! Sisara couldn’t believe her ears when Farius dug his own grave and behaved like the drunken, tail-driven idiot he actually was sometimes. Could he not rein his libido in just for one second? Did he have to provoke Ravenna?

However, when the judge merely replied in a rather nonchalant manner, ignoring the crude behaviour and breaking the uncomfortable silence in an unexpected manner, Sisara just stared at the woman. She had to give her credit for remaining so unfazed by everything and instantly having a witty repartee at the ready, too. As soon as the decision was spoken, Sisara tensed up again completely, the moment of respite having been brief, and only caused by surprised shock anyhow.

A sigh of relief almost escaped her lips when Judge Vonstadt unexpectedly proclaimed that Sisara wasn’t to be punished. It came as a surprise and she still wasn’t sure whether the High Inquisitor wasn’t merely pulling a leg and would soon laugh at her, telling her that she was to rot in the next dungeon. Something about the way Ravenna delivered her judgement made Sisara feel uncomfortable, despite the fact that she was off the hook.

But there was still the matter of Farius. His silly attitude would surely cost him his head and there was nothing she could do anymore if she didn’t want to make things incredibly worse for the both of them. She was on the brink of jumping up and saying something but managed to clamp down the instinct and force herself to stay where she was, with her mouth shut. Judge Vonstadt was lenient, or so it seemed, and she didn’t want to ruin that.

Maybe Farius would be fine? Maybe Ravenna wouldn’t be too hard on him? Maybe, just maybe, they could all get out of this place soon?

Or maybe not…
He couldn’t keep his mouth shut. He just couldn’t. Whatever she tried to do, he’d just blow it all straight to hell again with his big mouth and tirelessly stirring appendix. Why oh why was she even bothering?

Sinking further into her chair, even though she was sure it wasn’t possible anymore, Sisara kept her eyes locked firmly on the ground again, hoping against hope that it wouldn’t be so bad. She was on the brink of shutting out any noise, unable to bear the consequences of Farius’ behaviour, unwilling to hear what the outcome would be. She just couldn’t bear the thought of being about to witness the most important person in her life be shamed in front of his whole watch. Not like he cared. But she did.

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Post by Sinuvarakoon Tasza » Wed Dec 18, 2013 11:51 pm

That was it, then. He had not been clear enough. He had not done his best to show the ridiculousness of Novruz night. Tasza made a note to himself to never go to any gathering of guards ever again. Socializing in large groups was not his suit. He could not simply let things lie the way his peers could, and it would appear that was to be the correct order of things. Doubting Ravenna's credibility would get him nowhere, either; Qe had pounded into his head the reliability of certain officers. Inquisitor Vonstadt was one of them.

Preventative measures were part of what made him good at his job. He noticed the way things leaned, and he stepped in before they could develop beyond the methods of control. Now he was being told that he could not apply that to his superior officers. Maybe he didn't get the concept of superior officers at all. Should he slink after them when they proved to be all too human, waiting for the inevitable breach of code? That wasn't his job.

He apparently did not understand what his job was.

His fingers twitched. The itching was a slide of tempting pain down his back, so sharp as to be more demanding then a direct order from the Captain himself. Qe wanted him to learn from this . . . debacle. So too did the High Inquisitor, so it would seem. He was a good man. He was capable of learning. He could take his punishments, even when they weren't deserved, and become better, everything his father thought he wasn't.

Not like Farius. No, he was nothing like Farius.

Tasza folded his hands in his lap, and waited patiently for all of it to be over. It wasn't his problem.

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Post by Darrik » Thu Dec 19, 2013 10:37 am

Darrik had been listening with interest to each guard's point of view. Darrik couldn't quite put a finger on it, but there was something off about Ferric Vintas. His first impression the other night had pegged the man as something of a weasel, and not much had changed today. The man was slippery, no questions asked, but damned if Darrik could figure out his game or what he hoped to gain from it.

If there was one heartening aspect about the entire ridiculous mess, it was that the Inquisitors had shown they could competently see through layers of bullshit to the brick floor of a matter. He gave a polite nod of acknowledgement to Ravenna when she mentioned himself and Kasabian. She'd not needed to go so far, nor would any present have begrudged her ignoring his contribution. It said a lot about Inquisitor Vonstadt's character, and Darrik liked what it said. If there were more folks like her in the higher ranks, things'd work out for the Guard, even if the constables were sometimes barely worth their pay.

The dwarf hadn't missed Odelina's shake of the head as he'd given a purely factual discourse, and put it down to just another human disliking a dwarf in armour daring to stand among their ranks. She wasn't the first, and wouldn't be the last by a long shot. That she and Kasabian had some kind of emotional investment in that pathetic wreckage of humanity Farius, who was currently attempting to solicit the Inquisitor at his own hearing, said more than enough about their questionable judgement of character. It was just two more humans whose motives he'd have to be wary of in future. The real shame, though, was that Guardsman Tasza's zeal had opened him to critique when his actions should have spoken louder than his words - however ill-thought his words might have been in hindsight.

Darrik sat calmly and patiently through the rest of the proceedings and, unless called upon again, would bring no further discourse to the inquiry. He'd discharged his duty, and had work to be doing. The less he butted in, hopefully, the sooner it would be over with and he could get back out to where he could be useful to his city. Teodinus knew what was lurking around the edges of Marn, and Hylde was never far from his mind.

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Post by Ravenna Vonstadt » Fri Dec 20, 2013 3:27 am

“Quite an astute observation, Guardsman Masello – I did indeed say ‘sober’ a lot. Your fellow guards have proven their worth by showing me they can behave properly while sober, but in your case I remain unconvinced. But do not fret: I will find out soon enough.”

Making one last note on her paper, Ravenna placed it with the other reports and handed it to an inquisitor, who turned and left the courtroom without a word. She then glanced up at the guards before her. “Guardsmen Tasza and Morig will each receive a week’s suspension effective tomorrow. Due to the violent nature of his offense Morig’s suspension will be without pay, which will hopefully convince him not to falter again.

“Guardsman Vintas, as you did not technically violate any rule you will not be punished. But you should expect some new regulations about respectful conduct to appear on the books over the next few weeks. If you appear before me for this kind of incendiary behavior again, I will see to it personally that we name it in your honor. Unless you like the sound of ‘Vintas’ Schoolyard Bullying Rule,’ I suggest you behave yourself from now on.

“Constable Meltzer, your pay will be docked by twenty percent for the next two weeks for your failure to maintain order in the situation. While I approve of your intentions, the debacle happened nonetheless, and as the highest authority present you were most responsible for stopping it. This court is not convinced that you are showing favoritism to Guardsman Masello, but if we find out otherwise you will face demotion.”

Her eyes once again fixed on Farius, and she smiled slightly. “Which leads me to Guardsman Masello. I do not have a punishment for you, but rather an exciting opportunity for you to show me how admirable a guard you can be. You will be stationed at the Wall for the foreseeable future. Each day you will face challenges that would break an average person – cleaning up drifter excrement, wading through sewage, intense manual labor, and much, much more – from sunrise to sunset. A lesser man would need alcohol to survive such ordeals, but you, a true guard, can persist on fortitude alone. You will not drink any alcohol for the length of this challenge, whether on or off duty. And believe me, I will know if you do – you will be watched around the clock. Oh, and in case you're curious: If you had shown up sober and on time, you would have had Guardsman Morig's punishment. Food for thought.”

Ravenna turned her attention back to the group. “I am opening the floor to any comments, questions, or concerns. If there are none, then you are all dismissed.”

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