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. "You were speaking of honor?"
The minotaur nodded. "On Mithas and Kothas, we fight
for our place in society. In the name of honor, we slay one
another. A minotaur who does not fight has no honor. He is
a coward, a non-being."
"A cruel society. The Knights of Solamnia would never
permit such useless bloodshed."
The minotaur gave a fierce snort. Torbin froze, sure that
the man-beast was preparing to jump him. As the snorting
continued, the young knight realized the minotaur was
laughing. There was no humor in his laughter, though.
"I have heard many tales of the Knights of Solamnia.
You are well respected by my people. There are stories of
bands of knights who have fought on, refusing to yield their
position, until all are dead. Forget that in many
circumstances they could have retreated to better ground, to
fight another day. I have heard of knights who have taken
their own lives because they have shamed themselves
before their fellows."
Torbin's hand went to the hilt of his sword. "What you
say is true; there are such tales. Yet, you twist them so that
they sound like acts of - "
"Blind pride and stupidity. Are honor and pride really so
important to you, young knight? If a friend died because
you were lax, would you leave the Knighthood?"
"A knight who fails in his duty is not worthy of his
title
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