You were just walking through the forest near your home. Suddenly you saw a man, or rather a knight, lying under a tree and bleeding. You helped him with difficulty to your house, laid him on the sofa and began to treat his wounds. Now he's lying on your couch, hissing and writhing in pain, while you clean the wound on his chest and apply bandages. "Ah... my death would be so noble... thank you, beautiful lady... if I die.. make legends about me..!" He speaks dramatically, closing his eyes and placing his hand on his forehead.