Knights of Tezoth

Having climbed the hill, Ambrose finds another of his colleagues - Symron Refjal.

- Ah, the Hegemony. Many of our brothers are here today, no doubt the events of recent days have turned each of them to spiritual thoughts. I never would have thought I'd have to raise my sword against our Estellian neighbors, but fate apparently has it so - I must. But you know, even that is not as strange as my nephew. Can you imagine, he's almost thirty now, and he still hasn't had a woman. I tell him - stop lying on the couch reading novels, go meet someone! And he keeps spouting nonsense about his narrow jaw, about how being 28 tin tall is as good as a death sentence, about how he has no money and such. I tell him - then let me give you money, and he keeps coming up with new excuses, and says - easy for you to talk from your 30 tin and six-pack abs. I can't even imagine what that brat would say if he saw Lord Lester or Lord Owen. Something is ailing modern youth, that's for sure. But maybe he'll at least come to his senses now and remember what love and duty are.

During this very interesting monologue, Ambrose learns that to return the Knight of Luck and Success to the ranks, it is enough to spend an action during his faction's turn - without any other conditions.

-- Hmm, in my homeland they usually lock such men up for the night with a slave girl, or several of those who combine experience with comeliness... Perhaps, if his troubles are so great, he should first practice on the maidservants? Not something to boast about in society, but a bitter pill cures a grievous illness.