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. Further, you assaulted and
injured both soldiers."
"This is preposterous!" Tremaine retorted. "They were
beating an unarmed man senseless! When I called to them
to stop, they did not identify themselves. They attacked me!
I defended myself!"
"Where is this third man?" asked the same cleric.
"I ..." Tremaine had no answer. His only witness had
vanished during the struggle. "How could I know these
men were guardsmen? I am innocent! This is madness!"
"None of us are truly without sin," the center cleric
intoned. The third inquisitor, who had not spoken yet,
nodded agreement. The spokesman added, "And you of all
people, Knight of Solamnia, should know that ignorance of
the law is no excuse. Think of the chaos if we allowed
that."
For Arryl Tremaine, the world ceased to be. All that
existed for him were the three men and their incredible
accusations. What was HAPPENING here?
They took him then, realizing he was weakest at this
moment. Two guards caught hold of his arms and pinned
them, while two more clamped manacles around his wrists,
ankles, and throat. Arryl was too proud to resist; against so
many, his struggles would have been useless. In less than a
minute, the knight was shackled
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