Part 18 - Justice
"See? I's thinkin' as 'ow 'e were jus' makin' a big mistake." Colwyn says sagely, keeping his voice low. "Judges, see, they's right 'appy ter be talkin' 'bout 'ow there won't be no torturin' nor killin', an' 'bout 'ow the court's bein' in a civ'lised kingdom. They's all sayin' that sort of thing."
"But just as soon as some cove isn't answerin' them's questions, then out they's fetchin' the knives, the needles, the 'ot irons, an' the other things, what I's not rightly bein' knowin' the names of."
The rogue sits back, smiling, and folds his arms. "I's reckonin' as 'ow this is goin' ter be gettin' interestin'."
There is much discussion among the Magistrates, and many a sour-faced glance at the two accused men.
Then their leader speaks again, "If you will not answer our questions, then you leave us no choice. Currinder, when he was the chief minister, decide that trial by combat was the fairest means of determining guilt and innocence. Since you came here to meet with him, it is only fair that we use his principles to decide the outcome of this trial. In addition, since this whole group of adventurers accuse you, the two of you must battle them all."
"Fear not, though. If you lose, a priest will consecrate your bodies, and you will be interred in the holy ground a short distance beyond the city. You say that you will go to serve your god after death, but that will not happen if he cannot fetch your souls from their resting place."
The Magistrate smiles cruelly, "You can avoid this fate by answering one simple question. Otherwise, you fight to the death, and your remains will be laid in holy ground."
"For how long have you worshipped Orcus?"