If there is any reason to fight, it is for love and romance. Failing that, a fat purse at the end or a tourney, a tale at the end of a battle or a song to lament the loss of a friend. The Troubadour does not run from a fight, defends beauty, love, innocence, honour and what is good. They are often mistaken as paladins or cavaliers as they dress and act much the same and more often than not best them in tourneys. This, along with besotting of hearts already spoken for, causes a lot of friction between Troubadours and jealous warriors. Who says you can't make love and war?