Knights of Tezoth

This time, Ambrose merely sees a page with a drawing of a raven blocking out the sun. Further reading of this book may likely affect his worldview...

-- Fate sends me signs of what is to come, but their essence eludes me. My wisdom here falls short, and I must seek counsel elsewhere.
After the skirmish with the Northerners, which the knight, despite his defeat, was very pleased with — for the main thing is to have a grand time, toppling as many opponents as possible oneself, rather than necessarily being the last one standing — Ambrose will try to seek out the Knight of Wisdom and ask for her advice.

Anella Blood, though busy studying the mirror entrusted to her by Axel, nevertheless managed to spare a few minutes of her time for the young warrior. Upon learning the details, she invited him to simulate a duel, during which she allowed herself to familiarize herself with the contents of the mysterious book.

- The text itself holds absolutely no interest. - She concluded, finishing her analysis. - These are not words of spells, let alone formulas of curses, but merely someone's poetry and thoughts on given topics. It seems that one of the followers of the Raven of Dawn placed special enchantments on it, affecting the laws of the universe at the level of this single object — which is precisely why its so peculiar, seemingly absurd, requirements work in the real world. Nevertheless, I sense no threat from the book, though its contents may well affect the reader's worldview.

-- Thank you for the time you've given. Truly they say your wisdom yields but little to your graceful beauty. One thing remains a mystery to me: what is the inner essence of those beliefs professed by the Raven's acolytes? Of them all, I know only the priestess who came to this hall from Duskwing, and if the other faiths of Tezoth are clear and simple, like their adherents, then the temper, ideas, and rule of life of the otherworldly entity's priests will not yield to the logic of the minds of men who know not the Universal Octaves.

- There are none. The followers of this deity differ from other people only by self-identification, while the origins of the priests remain shrouded in a veil of darkness to this day. Who knows, perhaps they are nothing more than earthly avatars of this entity?