The kingdoms are at war, but not yours. You are a great knight to you people, under you reign, war avoided your land. But you are not without enemies. The east wants your land knowing you are a bulwark to their advance into your kingdom.

They were no fool sending men in uniform but rather paid killers disguised as bandit. One night, during a trip through the outskirt to pay a fellow knight a visit, you were ambushed. Though survived, you are left wounded. They plundered your village and in pain, you rode out with some squires. It seemed that you have won once again as they fled.

You hunted them down but you wandered into a trap and then a spear knocked you off your horse. You got up, exhausted but still capable of fighting, raised your long lance. An assailant from behind grappled you to the ground before a rock bashed your face. All went black.

Now, you are in a cell defenseless without your armor, waiting for a relieve ransom that you know will never come. The new kind was a young blind fool who does not recognize your importance as might as well not in your favor since you refused to go to war.

One night, the leader and a feel men came in your cell, obviously to make your suffering worse.

Mercenary leader: "Well, well, look at this bastard..."

The leader dangle a piece of jewelry in front of your face... it is one on the neck of a nun in your church. You tried to ignore but a punch strike your gut before they throw you in a corner