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Stranger:   Bravado!   What   a   beautiful   song!   I   wonder   if   the   dragon   liked   it.   (smirks)

               (Archibald   stays   indifferent   to  the  stranger’s  jibe  and  sips  his  mead  acknowledging  Talos’
               music.)

               Talos:  (Acknowledging  all  the  people  in  the  tavern)  That’s  it  for  the  while,  my  dear  folks.
               You’ve  sure  been  as  cheerful  as  a  dead  bird  tonight,  I  thank  you  all  for  listening  to  this  fools’
               charade.

               (Talos  hangs  his  lute  on  the  wall,  treads  towards  the  bar  table,  gets  a  mug  of  ginger  ale  and  a
               royal   announcement   scroll,   and   proceeds   to   the   fireplace   again.)

               Talos:(In   a   loud   voice)   Attention!   Attention!   Attention   everyone!   The   duke   has   an
               announcement   for   us   common   folk:

               “Townsfolk   of   Sorenguard,   an  infantry  training  camp  is  to  commence  in  three  days  in  the
               Royal  province.  Knights  are  no  longer  bound  to  serve  the  royal  army.  If  they  wish  to  do  so,
               they  shall  be  given  a  higher  military  rank  in  exchange  for  their  knighthood.  Else,  they  can
               retain   their   knighthood   and   reside   as   nobles   in   the   capital   province.”

               Quite   the   surprise   eh?   The   decline   of   Knights   in   the   army...
               Stranger:   A  surprise?  After  all,  the  mercenaries  and  knights  have  lessened  in  numbers  in  the
               last  decade.  Times  are  changing.  Knights  are  soon  to  be  obsolete  in  this  world  and  the  way
               the  weaponry  and  technology  are  advancing;  they  are  racing  towards  their  extinction.  Some
               will  continue  as  myths  and  legends,  while  most  like  our  friend  here  shall  be  confined  to  the
               memories   of   the   past.

               (Archibald’s  face  contorts  in  disdain.  He  glances  at  the  stranger  and  wonders  who  this  cocky
               and   rude   man   would   be.)

               Stranger:   Well,   unlike   our   holy   knights,   at   least   the   mercenaries   won't  die  out.  They  will
               always  have  a  source  of  livelihood  in  the  form  of  the  nobles  and  the  rich  people  who  want  to
               keep   their   hands   clean   and   their   serpentine   nature   hidden.   Tch   tch,   the   elites   and   their   virtues.

               Talos:  (Nods  in  agreement)  I  also  do  not  understand  why  the  people  idolize  the  knights.  My
               father  was  a  knight  too.  Known  throughout  my  town.  It  was  then  that  the  bloody  war  struck
               and  he  met  a  ruthless  end.  My  mother  and  I  were  left  alone.  To  avoid  taking  a  stance  on  the
               unnecessary  war,  the  duke  refused  to  acknowledge  the  sacrifice  of  my  father.  We  were  thrown
               into  the  arms  of  poverty,  stripped  of  all  glories  my  father  had  brought.  All  he  turned  out  to  be,
               was  a  tool  for  the  duke.  And  that’s  what  all  Knights  are,  strong,  battle  driven  hounds,  barking
               for  the  duke.  All  wear  a  collar  of  honour  around  their  necks  to  hide  this  reality.  I  am  glad  that
               the   duke   is   undoing   the   leashes   from   around   the   necks   of   these   naive   men.

               (Archibald   is   greatly   astounded   by   Talos’   stand   on   the   knights.)

                Sir   Archibald:   My   dear   child.  Your  father  was  a  hero.  Nobody  would  dare  to  forget  that.
               Even   though   the   king   refused   to   recognize   his   contribution   to   the   war,   the   townspeople
               wouldn’t  forget  the  honour  he  brought  to  this  land.  Knights  are  much  more  than  mere  pawns
               of  the  kingdom.  Without  our  code  of  honour,  Sorenguard  shall  be  at  the  mercy  of  crooks  and
               bandits.  Knights  are  sworn  to  protect  ones  who  can’t  fend  for  themselves,  to  uphold  justice,




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