Once upon a time, in a mystical land know as Kniavt, there popped into existence a little blue man without face or expression.

He, who we will call Will, did not know where he was, who he was, or how he got there.

This is his journey through the land of Kniavt.

While Will was pondering his existence, there all of a sudden appeared two giant figures before him.

One figure was clad in the most brilliant armor, while the other wore the dirty clothes of a poor man.

Both approached Will and spoke the following...

"We are of the land of Kniavt where there are but two types of people, Knights and Knaves. Knights only tell the truth and Knaves only lie. (Expect in this one instance where we explain ourselves)."

"Can you solve the riddle and discover which one of us is a Knight and which one is a Knave?"

Perplexed to the utmost extent, Will answered, "I will solve your riddle only if you afterwards help me figure out who I am"

To this the two nodded and proceeded to say the following...

The armor-clad one said, “We are both the same type of people,” and the poorly-clad one said, “We are each different types of people.”

At this Will hesitated and had to think a long time, for logic was not his strong-suite.

"Well... Since your statements contradict each other one of you must be a Knave and the other must be a Knight, and since you, the poorly-clad one, said this was so, then you must be the Knight, making you, the armor-clad one, the Knave," reasoned Will.