Knights of Tezoth

"And indeed, what was that he pulled off?" — without letting on, Vargas peers into the empty eye sockets of the second dead face in this city, trying to read something from it.

"You are certainly right, Your Highness, but I was glad to take part in honor of Their Lordships and to meet the lords and ladies I had not had the pleasure of knowing before. Besides... it is always useful to see what others are capable of," — a shadow of a flashback flickered through the knight's mind, and he nearly managed to keep it in check. He chooses a respectful but not overly ingratiating smile. "I hope that someday I will be able to delight you with a truly worthy result."