Misperceive, Ontany, Misperceive: Ontany

Once upon a time…

… Ontany Aggle was strolling the streets with his brother. They were happy goblins, and loved by many in the town where they resided. Ontany took pride in his work and in the work of his brother, for had it not been for them the town would be un utter chaos and tragedy. All this Ontany knew to be true, for his brother had always been a good man, and would never change into the men he removed from society.
One day after he had assisted his friend with some emotional problems, his brother with some legal problems, and the fire department with some fire problems, he decided he would saunter back to work and see if his brother needed any more help, or more appropriately, he left to see if the town needed help. Nothing could be better in Ontanty’s life, he had it all. Respect, love, and a kind brother, he saw all things as he wanted.
Like anyone that ignores the truth though, Ontany would be forced to face up to reality eventually. This meeting between Ontany and the acceptance of truth was to occur when he arrived at the police station to see a two bodies sprawled on the floor, one of which used to contain the soul of his brother, and next to the other body lay a lady dwarf crying and holding the lifeless shell that used to be, as Ontany knew it, her old husband.
Ontany rushed to his brother, yelling his name, Ontany begged his dead brother to respond. He did not. Ontanty mourned, how could anyone have killed his brother? For that is what must have happened, the blood on his brothers badge and cloths were signs that this was no natural death. Then he saw the knife. A long and shiny knife, covered in blood, laying next to the crying dwarf. He looked at her sharply, and he demanded to know what had happened. She told him that a gnome had forced himself upon her earlier, and that she had come to Ontany’s brother for assistance. When she got to him though, she was shocked to see him forcing a knife into her ex-husband, obviously against his will. Ontany could not except this, he took every word the sad dwarf said to be a lie. His brother could never do the things she said. He told her to stop and tell the truth, to admit why she killed his brother, but she kept crying and speaking. The lady dwarf told Ontany that when she saw his brother killing her old husband she yelled, and that after Ontany’s brother had become aware of her presence, he attacked her as well. She said that she managed to obtain the knife and return the favor he had so willingly given her husband. This concluded her story, and Ontany was done listening. He asked her if there was anything she wanted to do before he bestowed upon her what she bestowed upon Ontatny’s brother, and Ontany’s brother to her husband. She asked to write a message. He let her use and old scrap of paper to write a short letter which she attached to one of the many messenger birds that roamed the land.
After the letter had been completed and sent off to her son, Ontany tied the dwarf to a chair. She begged and cried as he applied an arrow to his bow. Ontany was a good goblin, loved by all, he upheld the law and he was always right. He saw everything as he wanted to, and it was good. Even after he had let a shaft loose from the bow and into the dwarf he was confident in his judgment. Anyone that murdered, or was involved with a murder, deserved to die for this was the law he upheld in the town. Now it as time for him to visit the son of the lady dwarf he had just rightfully slain and see what part he had to play in the demise of his dear brother.