"Ulden didn't want to follow Tasoa down that one's path. Revenge was never his goal. Justice was. And he both had me agree to sit the fight out, and to let you decide the end result of it. If you decide he should swing, then Ulden will not oppose it, I believe."<br/><br/>Draiss frowned slightly, before teleporting the holy spear to lean in the corner of the room Ulden was in, a subtle reminder of a duty he still hadn't finished. He smiled softly to himself, before returning to the present and surroundings. "My request to you for assisting in this, however, is likely a good deal more problematic. The practice of 'not-legal' slavery in the kingdom, and please don't insult either of us, nobles, by pretending you don't know of its existence, or the seven slave camps I destroyed, and the ledgers I obtained, might end up being misplaced somewhere uncomfortable. Like the king's bedroom, with the relevant purchases highlights and bookmarked."