105 - Addressed to Morgan Adams, but Public

You have no right to hold that boy's soul life ransom, you selfish cunt, no matter how deserving you or anyone else thinks he might have been. Especially not when I know for a fact that you've been backing every deed and scheme you've been slippery enough to get wind of -- each of them questionable by your peers, I'm sure.

Or have you never told any of the men or women here that you've bent over for that you were standing at his shoulder during the riot? 

Tell me, is keelhauling still in practice where you come from? 

(ooc: so the marquis is pissed that his friend is dead and that Morgan's been flippant about resurrecting him.)