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| - (I'd like to thank everyone for their participation in the trial of the Brey's. I really had a lot of fun and hope everyone else did as well! Special thanks go out to Poynard, the Crimson Hounds Brigade and Wendall, and the individuals that testified against the Brey's. For a transcript of the trial and some events afterwards, please see Transcript_of_Trial_of_Archin_and_Yumeko_Brey. I couldnt believe my ears!! Archin Brey, you and your wife are to report to the judicial hall immediately for your trial. Trial!? In the span of virtually forty-eight hours, the judicial system of Stormwind managed to push our entire criminal case through the bureaucracy and put the Breys on trial!? What an outrage! Those two stupid, sniveling little Hounds marched Yumeko and I straight to that accursed building, and I took it upon myself to berate them the entire way. What a travesty of procedure! We hadnt even had time to prepare our case, or get our witnesses, and already were on trial?! An abuse of power, plain and simple, and it merely goes to show the depth to which Stormwind will stoop in order to punish innocent people! Well mostly innocent, I suppose Anyway I took my teacup and teakettle with me as we walked from the Jester. I figured it would be a short procedure, in which we would be found innocent. A HUGE group of people were present in the hall when I arrived. I couldnt believe the number of folks that had come to the trial to defend and rally behind me. It truly was inspiring, I must say! Wendall Harken stood there like the idiot that he is, and I threw my teacup straight at him. That wasnt enough, and I launched my teakettle at him too, but that #@%$! Kiiyue blocked the kettle in mid air and threatened us both. Osrien Poynard presided over the room with the deadpan idiocy that this masterful hopscotching moron has so eloquently proven to me time and time again! I was charged with two counts of assaulting an officer, one count of abuse, one count of torture, and one count of murder, while my wife was charged with four counts of summoning a hostile demon, two counts of assaulting and officer, one count of inducing a riot, one count of abuse, one count of torture, and one count of murder. Trumped up charges, to say the least. The entire trial was a sham, a black eye on any and all judicial proceedings. Shortly into the procedure, after we both pled not guilty, my wife was pulled from the room because she had spoken out too much. I say, they must have been aching to get a guilty verdict out of us; they would do anything to undercut us. A transcript of the abomination has been disseminated, so I need not go into many details. I took the arduous task of defending my family on my shoulders and did the best that I could. The Night Elves that claimed to be experts on Demonology, yet were not arcanists of any sort, were quickly shot to pieces by my masterful judicial eloquence. However, Poynard, being the consummate idiot that he is, barely even recognized the tremendous gains that I was achieving. I had destroyed the prosecutions case that my wife was summoning a dangerous demon. Why, not one that witnessed the event even knew anything about demonology. There was no expert testimony! There was no Arcanist about! All it was were magic devoid Night Elves claiming they saw some human walking with a demon. Hardly substantial in a case of this magnitude! With the demonology charge out of the way, I took the next task at hand: The charge that Yumeko and I had tortured and killed a girl, and then subsequently blew her to pieces. I admit, the evidence against us was somewhat strong. A girl by the name of Vixeena. V I X E E N A I have to remember that name anyway A girl by the name of Vixeena claimed to have heard and witnessed the torture and subsequent murder of that stupid little girl. I was ready to shoot her down as I had the others, when Poynard denied it! Denied it! Obstruction of a man trying to prove his innocence! I cannot believe it! Then, after her testimony, Sirithil Nightstone, she-witch of Stormwind, claimed that she had caught Yumeko and I with blood all over our bodies, and that they had seen some of the damage that had been wrought. I explained the situation to Poynard, but he seemed more interested on the lighting in the room than any etch of truth or fact! Wendall even produced a piece of charred flesh which in other words means meat that I burned and want to produce as false evidence. But again, I destroyed his credibility. Even with Poynard trying to stop me from spouting the truth, I was destroying all comers! I wanted to make a statement to the group, to my dear friends who were backing me, and to Poynard so that they could hear the final thoughts of Archin Brey on the matter. But oh, when Poynard heard that I was going to speak and wow the audience, he quickly ordered me to leave and Wendall dragged me out. I took the ouster like a man and didnt waver or flinch. I wasnt going to show weakness in front of that man. I was totally positive that my defense was sound. Of course, when I was ordered back into the courtroom, I was shocked and appalled to learn that Poynard had found the Breys guilty on all our crimes, save for the murder crime! What rubbish! What absolute crap! Yumeko was sentenced to have an iron-tongue, a contraption that prevents the wearer from speaking, be installed and have to wear it for four days. She also was denied any casting or demonology of any sort within the walls of Stormwind and was to be dunked in the Stormwind Canal seven times. You know what kind of disease lurks in that horrible, commoner filth water?! I should have sued Poynard for trying to kill her! I, on the other hand, was to be caned twenty-five times! Furthermore, I was told I could not cast magic in Stormwind unless for an educational purpose, and that I was to be interred at the Eastvale Logging Camp and perform hard labor for an undisclosed amount of time. If this is not social injustice, I dont know what is! So what if I tortured and murdered that girl! Hell, Ive tortured and murdered several people, the morons! It is clear, more than ever, than I am the victim in this entire charade! No one would miss any of those people that I took care of. They were strains on society! Yumeko had the tongue installed immediately and was dunked. Meanwhile, I had to wait for my canings and my internment, until certain arrangements were to be made. That iron tongue contraption was a joke. I popped it off my wifes mouth as soon as I could, but made it painfully clear to her that she had to wear it when out in public. Those bastards. Those blind, idiotic, nonmage bastards. The fact remains that my masterful defense cleared us of any murder charge, which in my mind was the most serious charge and as such, the Breys won the day. Aye, I beat that judicial system! Amidst all of their ploys and tactics, I stood tall and proud and proved to the populace just who was lying, and who was the wrongdoer. I went to bed smiling. I had won. I didnt think that when I got caned shortly thereafter
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