The Legend of Dame Marcelle Content . House Dorell produced many notable personages throughout the centuries — mages and warriors , scholars and merchant lords — all dedicated to making the noble house strong and powerful . Of all Dorell ' s many sons and daughters , none shines as brightly as Dame Marcelle Stenric , the Knight of Shornhelm . Dame Marcelle was a mighty warrior , brave and pure . She was a model of knightly perfection , a niece and loyal supporter of Lord Aaric Dorell . Her exploits were legendary , even in her own day , as she defended Dorell holdings , battled brigands and monsters , and even negotiated treaties with neighboring domains . When a terrible troll shambled out of the hills to threaten Shornhelm , Marcelle was there to challenge the foul creature . For a day and an hour , the two engaged in a violent dance that knocked down trees and leveled farm houses . As the battle wore on , both combatants were bloody and weary . It seemed like the fight would end when one of them fell over from sheer exhaustion . But then Marcelle called on an inner reserve . She severed the troll ' s head with one powerful swing of her sword , Dauntless . And all of Shornhelm cheered . Another tale tells of the time of the Great Feud , when Berenda of Tamrith and Ailex of Dorell ( who was Lord Aaric ' s younger brother ) engaged in an exchange of insults , each more terrible than the last . Insults turned to violence , and the two houses came close to the brink of war . At the height of the feud , Lord Aaric ' s son Lanciot was taken captive by brigands loyal to House Tamrith . These brigands were members of the mighty Hammers of Umbrage , notorious for terrorizing travelers on the roads of Rivenspire until they were given letters of reprisal for pledging loyalty to the Tamrith lords . Dame Marcelle , when she heard the fate that had befallen young Lanciot , never hesitated . She tracked the brigands to an isolated tower in the wilderness outside Crestshade and quickly took stock of the situation . A dozen brigands guarded young Lanciot , who was imprisoned at the top of the tower . Confident that the Dorell scion was safe and out of harm ' s way , Marcelle boldly strode into the brigands ' camp and announced her presence . Just hearing her name was enough to rattle many of the brigands . Five of them dropped their weapons and fled as soon as they realized who she was . But that still left seven of the Hammers to deal with , including their leader , Rhyne Succoth . Brave Marcelle carried Dauntless with her , and she was confident the Divines were behind her . Brigands fell with every swing of her mighty sword , until only she and Rhyne remained standing . Seeking a way to get the upper hand , the brigand leader grabbed young Lanciot and held him between his own body and Marcelle ' s sword . Dorell ' s most shiny knight smiled . It was hard , humorless . " Release the boy and you get to live , " Marcelle said coldly . " Otherwise , you die on the count of three . " " Save your threat — " Rhyne began . But his words were cut as short as his life . " Three , " Marcelle called out . Dauntless flashed . Rhyne ' s eyes went wide . The brigand leader was dead before his body hit the ground . " Next time you feel the need to travel , young Lanciot , " Dame Marcelle said , a measure of warmth returning to her smile , " please let me know and I shall gladly accompany you . " And these were only two of the tales that helped create the legend of Dame Marcelle .