"Ah, a man of the action I see. Well my good Sir, I do hope you will not think ill of me for being cautious. If I were in your armour I'd certainly not like my messenger to hand information to the wrong person. Truth be told, I too am no fan of these games, and yet father insists I learn to play them."
By now Castor had the impression noone was going to play along, so he changed his tactics.
"I have in fact two pieces of information for the Sir Blandamour. The first of these concerns Legolas and.. ehr.. Amy. I can tell you the two of them are about to face a danger greater than they can handle, and one which will soon grow to form a threat to all nearby countries. I do hate to risk their lives by saying this, but I cannot tell you more unless you take up the test. On this, too much depends on you truely being the Sir Blandamour.
The second concerns a personal danger to the Knight-Banneret of the Order of the Radiant Heart of Lathander, and I might tell you more on that if you are interested."
He took the following milisecond's silence for an encouragement to speak on.
"'Tis a plot I stumbled upon purely by chance, I must say. Some time ago, I journeyed through a place called "Wyvern City". During my stay there, I was priviledged to watch a splendid piece entitled "Dance of the Iron Arm," performed by a group of bards staying in the area.
As I spoke to some of the bards afterwards, I overheard one say he was going to locate, follow and capture one Blandamour so he might advance through the ranks of whatever cult he was a member of. You see, this Blandamour was also a character in the play, a paladin, but now I suspect that particular character was based upon yourself. Were I you, I'd keep an eye out for him.
I didn't catch his name, but he is about my age, nineteen years young. Blonde hair and a disregard for armour, from what I could see of it."
He paused for breath, but before anyone could open their mouths to speak he was talking again.
"I realise time is pressing for you at the moment, so if you will have us Vino and myself will ride with you to wherever you are headed while you think on things. I fear there is not much more I can tell you, though, until you can fully convince me you are indeed the man I seek. I've given you indication on how to do so already, am I right? Very well. Mount up, Vino..."
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