Knights of Tezoth

Orvald did not feel much joy at visiting the capital and the feast in honor of Deus's birthday, but a knight's duty obliged him to be near his lord. Besides that, the crowd of people made him somewhat uneasy, and it was not a matter of their number. In the opinion of the knight of the golden tower, some of those present were not only unworthy to be here, but did not deserve their titles either. Some by virtue of their origin, like various sorts of country folk or even worse, others by virtue of their young age and behavior. Both could easily bring shame not only upon themselves, but upon the honor of their lord and region. However, one can derive benefit from everything, so Orvald hoped for useful acquaintances that could be made here. If luck did not favor him, then at least he could sample the royal dishes and buy gifts for his family.

Among the guests of the celebration, Orvald's eyes catch sight of a northern woman familiar to his house — Santella.

She was a mysterious woman, known in narrow circles as an information broker, and in more niche companies — a sorceress rich in curses. His family had been connected to her through past contacts.

A Tezoth northern woman? because outside of Tezoth only freaks live. And she is from a prestigious house too?

Having spotted the northern woman, Orvald called over the blacksmith, after which they headed toward her together.

- I am glad to greet you, my lady. It is pleasant to see a familiar face among so many guests. Allow me to introduce my assistant Gustav, a skilled craftsman equally virtuosic in both the jeweler's and blacksmith's trades. If you should ever need his skills, he will gladly offer his assistance.

- A pleasure to make your acquaintance, my lady, — said Gustav and gave a slight bow.

- Is this your first time visiting the castle, or have you had the chance to be within these majestic walls before? — the knight inquired.