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*A large, cloaked figure, hooded, quietly makes his way up to the entrance to the seahorse, before slamming a piece of parchment above the entrance, taking out hammer and nail to secure it. He then spits on the ground beside it, before glancing around to ensure he is alone, and silently walking away, pulling his cloak tight around him.*

*The parchment reads*

Evan Ross. If your cowardly, treachorous arse still has any kind of strength in it, you'll meet me at a place of your choosing, and time, for a duel to the death. I will come alone. I doubt you will, but maybe you will surprise me.

Wolf

A man walks up to the Seahorse and takes the note. He reads it over then scribbles another note, Leaving both on the door to the Seahorse.


I won't duel you to the death unless you provide a reason first. Should the reason simply be that I left Kallahorn, I decline. If you have a true, honest, reason, I shall consider the duel, Although only if neither magic, nor poison are used, And I wouldn't count on me coming alone. Just because your only friend is Julius Rothman, Doesn't mean I have no friends.

~Captain Evan Ross
Of Caelum~

*below is hastily scribbled*

I wont debate with you. You know what you did. You betrayed your friends in Kallahorn, not just by leaving, but by then spreading lies and telling your new 'friends' everything you knew. I waste no more words on you. If anyone should worry about using magic or poison it should be me. Either accept or decline. Your choice Ross.

Wolf.