Firstly, leave me out of your petty quarrels with Dunccan. I do not now, nor will I ever, have anything to do with what he does or says.
Secondly, this issue between us started because you were hunting SMALLER rangers. Something I will never tolerate and I told you what the consequences were for that. Seems you can't deal with a little tit-for-tat. Not surprising at all. Most people can't. Furthermore, my continued slaying of your wench fiance is because she continues to steal from me. So she's actually digging her own grave, or rather booking her own stateroom on the Ship at it were.
When you want to go around slinging mud, be sure to at least get all the pertinent information in, would you? Thanks bunches!
Written by my hand on the 8th of Paglost, in the year 1142.