About This Adventure
You are Ossory's champion, eight feet tall and eleven years in the arena, and this afternoon you won Castellane's breeding tournament by putting the prince's bought man down on the sand with a broken shoulder. Now Prince Emeric is in your rooms in the white silk, a steel collar in a box at his elbow, and the court expects him taken before the physicians arrive at the seventh bell. He has told you to your face that he tried to rig it, and he has two hours left of being able to say no.
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