The Lansquenet says thoughtfully,
-I see your lips move, My Lady, yet you do not speak. To whom do you address your silent prayer?
Maiden-Knight Ysentrud replies:
-There are many worthy of devotion. Saint Asterion, for instance, of the Pathless Labyrinth. He journeyed deep into Nastrond and vanquished a hateful knight in battle, slaying him with his burning faith alone. And the Maidens venerate his sacrifice, for all know the tale of how he redeemed a Lowborn fallen woman, falsely accused, rescued her from a terrible fate and restored her to innocence. This is the Path Of The Oath And The Light.
The Lansquenet replies,
- It is a noble tale, My Lady. How do you know these tales are true?
Ysentrud gazes serenly at the Lansquenet:
- They teach us to do good, Sir Lansquenet. What is good and Beautiful is true.
>>5271581The Lansquenet replies carefully:
- Know you the tale of the Sword-Servant's Son, My Lady? Who fought the fiend-of-shadows in Heorot? There are few women in that tale, I read a little of it lately. It seems to me, though, that the words of the tale were altered over time. When it occurred, if it did at all, the men of Heorot were heathens. Yet they speak in that tale as if they knew The God Upon The Tree. Is that not strange?
