Knights of Tezoth

Overly elated by his own recent elevation, Ambrose met the day of the momentous date in some bewilderment. He would hardly soon grow accustomed to the local custom of counting days. He had to hastily devise an opening speech, which he would undoubtedly have to deliver at the appropriate moment. For the capital is famed not only for the eloquent Lester.

Let worthy vassals now raise praise

To the most worthy of women

May I be cursed if I lie

That fate has sent us no happier day

Years will pass, the right hand will weaken

Time will silver the locks

But remembering Deus's radiance

We shall remain forever young

Life will surely send us a killer

Unfulfilled dreams sting like a snake

But feasts, so pleasing to the heart

Were worth all the vicissitudes of existence

Let us celebrate then, and glorify fate

Let us taste the sparkling wine

It will do no harm, the soul is already drunk with delight

From beholding Deus

Though he did not consider himself in any way inferior to other knights, since he was a newcomer in such company, he resolved to behave at first not too provocatively, especially since the ranks of the Knights of Canamia had just suffered losses of a third of their number. Therefore, for now, Knight Ambrose stands decorously beside his liege lady as a formidable but dignified guardian, weighing words and composing images. If no convenient opportunity to strike up a conversation presents itself within the next half hour—then he will have to follow the example of his portly comrade and dive himself into the storms of the human sea, seeking pearls of thought among the waves of empty talk.