Our expedition up the River Oooze has ground to a halt due to the appalling tropical storms that have raged around this part of Homeward.
We have been forced to make camp with the tribes people of the area.
Discovering that I was the owner of all their lands they have christened me the Great Sahib and insisted that I conduct the trial of a woman that they have declared a witch - the all powerful Re-Beka.
She is accused of using her powers to make men full in love with her - in particular, the tribal leader, Cam-Rune.
"Is it true that you first threatened to expose him in public? That you would cast a spell that would cause him to run around in public naked like a mad man?" I asked.
"I have no recollection of that" she replied.
"Did you cast a spell that made him enamoured of you?" I probed.
"I have no recollection of that - although he did laugh out loud at my threats and then later declared that he loved me lots for long time!" she sniggered.
"I put it to you, Madam, that you have deliberately taken a dose of Gleamhound's Memory Restorer medicine. Everyone knows that his cures have the opposite effect and it is clear to me that you are attempting to avoid the accusation of teeling an untruth under oath!" I declared.
"I have no recollection of that" she replied.
I advised the court to lock her up until the affects of the concoction had worn of.
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