Baron Kaven steps forward and clears his throat after listening to the rest speak.
"Again, I was not partial to the politics involved, nor the cause of this duel. I..." he stops as the Swordmages words sink in. "Pontiff Aurlien? I... That may indeed be true, though I admit to a certain confusion on the part. I never looked in the direction, as I was at that moment rather intent on keeping Ser Estevan in check. I thought it to be Pontiff Isilviere, but I could have mistaken the two due to the familiarity towards both the former and new pontiff. Yes, now I think about it, I believe that was the words of Gilbert Aurlien... I do not know, why that didn't come to me before..."
He scratches at his cheek, then shakes his head and continues:
"I know not was was agreed upon in regards to the duel, nor who if any acted as second. I was however taken aback by the use of potential deadly magic in such tight confines. Had Ser Estevan's shield not deflected the shots back or upwards, but instead deviated from his path, the use of magic might well have caused casualties on the bystanders.
The first I saw of Baron Arvour's intervention, was when his ancestral sword burst into flame as he sped towards the duel. From there, it all quickly succumbed to chaos. I don't think there ever was a request to surrender, but I confess to being caught up in the alactricity of the events unfolding, and reacting, as I stated, mainly on warriors instincts to prevent disaster.
It was only when I saw Ser Estevan loose his self-control and Baron Arvour was severely wounded, that I decided to act. I had noticed several townsmen attempting to slip into the arena in the confusion, to what effect I know not, but they would surely have been caught in a maelstrom of events if they where not stopped. It was when that task was done, and I turned to see the turn the events had taken behind me and move to prevent the deaths of those not initially involved in the duel. As the Patriarch of Elenie was struck, I could not stand idle anymore, and positioned myself between Ser Estevan and his intended, prone, target to prevent the death of innocents and weakening of the veil. As I stated earlier, my sword did not leave my scabbard, nor was the knot of peace removed. That steel clang against steel was a result of the first frantic parries, which ruined the leather sheat and barred the metal beneath."
Kaven bowns his head submissively, as he takes to a knee in front of the Chamberlain
"Your Imperial Excellency, present me with what penance you will, for breaking the code of the duel... I will accept it."