Among the Jousters

Words, rumors?a wingless flight they hold. And with them, the seeds of doubt and curiosity bloom in the minds of mere men. Who would even blame them? After all, the words of the many are always louder than the words of the few. Our community has been in disarray for months.

It has been long since the people of Northwind had to fear for tomorrow. Yet our betters ignore the imminent danger and play the role of their own fools. Imagine your home assaulted, and instead of seeking aid from other nobles or providing the people with means of defense, you call for a jousting tournament.

A jester, a fool?only one of these two would do such a thing. Unless we consider a third possibility. Some take to chaos as a means of reaching power, and I believe that might be the case this time as well. Report my concerns to Duke Sherwood at the Jousting Grounds. That man alone will rise to the occasion when others would not.

More scrolls to read.

Mike, what a sly old fox. The man carries one of the most mediocre names I have ever heard, yet his mind could outwit any other intellect.