Today, I watched in stunned amazement, as Kes, Rightful Ruler of All

he Surveys, fought valiantly against myself, Tetsuo, Cimares (a pw!)

and a young sorcerer by the name of Zoral. Each time he retreated,

he rearmed and came at us again, as strong as a wave against a pebble

shore! Each time he was laid low, he struggled to his feet, regained

what little was left of his decorum and charged again! Such nobility,

such bravery, such determination!

And his goal? the shining jewel for which he battled so hard?

Why, it could be no other than to return home...

For he fought past us to get back into the pool.

get your from scabbard

wield your right own conclusions about his standing as a 'knight'.

Written by my hand on the 16th of Midwinter, in the year 1028.