I t Liesl at a charity ball for the dockworkers hospital. She was beautiful, so radiant that I thought she must be there representing the fishers guild. I knew in that mont that I must marry her; a short ti later I did.
For nine years I had the pleasure of being the man with the most beautiful wife in Calmharbor. She gave my son, Michael, and brightened my dreary old house with her smile. But being married to an Assemblyman is not easy work; each day she saw how others in the chamber sniped at , played their petty political gas. It wore on her.
The woman I loved grew sickly and pale. Her smile faded, and eventually she along with it. I stand before you now to say that my wife, Liesl, Lady Baumgart, died - not of natural causes, but from the relentless strain of witnessing her family being hounded by shaless political beasts.
Sha on the mbers of the Assembly who have abandoned all pretense of civility and decorum. Sha on you who know no boundaries in pursuit of power. I na you all murderers; my wifes blood is on your hands.
- Karl Baumgart, eulogy for Liesl Baumgart, 680.
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