Advocate of the prosecuted, one Master Pillet, fretfully nibbled at the remnants of the fingernail of his right hand pinkie.
Mithrilan Great Grand Hall of Higher Fairness and Justice.
He was a wreck of a man, that Master Pillet, hiding from the world behind a large, curly brown moustache squatting and quivering on his upper lip, a small, hunched demeanor under a balding head. Wiping soggy nose and swatting at wet eyes,
the Great Grand Duke of Mithril himself decided to honor and enlighten the proceedings with his ,in turn, most honorable and enlightened person