Norlta Zamish, Plane of Justice

"Hmm, is someone there? I've been [wrongfully imprisoned] I'm waiting for appeal, but its been a long time. Where, in the name of Brell, is my appeal?"

"They have me here for a little [white lie], how can that be justice? What is this, the Plane of Injustice? The Plane of Unfarity?"

"Well maybe a little more than a little white lie, but I still don't deserve to be here with murderers and crazy people, and the like. You look like a fair person, why don't you tell me if you think I should be here, want to [know what happened]?"

"I was an apprentice for Varkon Theardor in Ak'Anon, and he sent me to scout the minotaur caves, to make sure the hero wasn't out and about. Well I made it out to Steamfont, and it was one of the most beautiful days I'd ever seen, halfway to the caves I set down to watch some clouds go by. Next thing I know it was hours later, I didn't rightly have time to make it to the caves and back, so I went to [Varkon] and told him the hero wasn't around."

"Well little did I know, Varkon was planning a trip to the caves, I guess I should have figured it, but I just wasn't thinking. Hours passed, until finally word came that the minotaur hero had squished poor Varkon. When news reached Larkon, Varkon's brother, that I was responsible for Varkon's death he asked that I be set before the Tribunal."