King Galahad was a man of no shame, forgiveness, or mercy. Rumors and tales were whispered around the many villages.

In a matter of minutes, your life was flipped. There had been rebellions in your village, and now everyone was to pay. Fire wrecked havoc upon buildings, soldiers everywhere.

You had been seperated from your family, and yanked into a cage packed with other people.

Suddenly, you feel an overbearing presence of eyes boring into your back. The King himself was staring at you.