Placing a calming hand on the Pontiff's shoulder, Robhan looks at the frothing Baron and speaks coolly.
Revenge is a hollow broth that grants no lasting sustenance - not to mighty duke nor to landless knight. Do you think that the next to proclaim themselves Duke of Tornilen would thank you for your vengeance should it be successful? Unlikely I fear.
Haelyn himself has warned me of the dangers of unrestrained anger for it is a scourge I bear in full measure - I suggest you search your soul and consider whether the losses you face - and whatever the outcome of the duel personal loss is certain - are worth the crumbs it will add to your pride should you continue on your reckless course.
Robhan turns to the Green Knight - as for you sir I have heard no ill and much good; I suggest you consider the terms of the duel carefully, wizards have means rare and underhand. I would not have crowds of bystanders turned to stone, swine or ash because you failed to agree proper terms - such consequences will be on your head should you fail to agree proper restricted terms for without your choice to champion the Baron no duel would occur - presuming of course that the swordmage continues to accept your substitution and does not demand that the Baron face her himself - or chose her own champion to defend her.
Robhan smiles briefly, but should the duel continue as currently stated, then remember that a good warrior is worth their weight in gold not steel - and doubly so given the stormclouds gathering all about - pray ensure you do not demean your worth or risk sacrificing your soul to dark sorcery simply for the sake of another's wounded pride.