Few in number, rarely were they known, bards told no tale of them, among knights in heavy armors, they faded into the crowd, medicore in all ways were they, rarely someone was oustanding, at least to get themselves a name among the crowd, to be remembered even as a faint memory.

Born to a knight household, vessal to a marquise household, they most of the time uphold their duties, and promises, in hope for a better future, for they knew, they were easily replacable, and were they to fall into commonalty, they'd live a miserable life, for they knew of how miserable the weak were.