in the days of yore, as knights of valor and honor, we oft embark on quests not solely for the hunt but to reignite the fervor of camaraderie amongst our brethren. on such ventures, there lies an unconfessed principle that guides us, one that shields us from the ridicule of the court and the shadows of our souls. this code, known to us before even our prearrival at the hunting grounds, whispers of respect for all creatures and the lands that sustain them. let this be a reminder to all who wield the bow or the lance, that in the heart of the hunt, our truest nature is revealed, not in the glory of the catch, but in the purity of the pursuit.