[Backstory] Revenge upon a Knife Edge
[Backstory] Revenge upon a Knife Edge
This is my first attempt at a backstory and also doubles up as coursework.
“Sir, the King of Durnktinstan is here to see you†one of the Emperor’s many servants told him, as the Emperor sat idly in his chair toying with a pistol, shooting at targets on the other side of the throne room.
“Send him in†The Emperor replied wearily, whilst reloading his pistol. “Tell someone to bring me more ammo.â€Â
The Emperor was a young man but his face was covered in battle scars only a year before he had been fighting as a mercenary in a battle against New Britannia serving as a rogue commander in the Greenuk army he had led his troops on a death charge against the New Britannian army. The smell of blood and the sound of mayhem only served to intensify the merc’s battle cry as the emperor ran he heard the sound of bullets whistling past his head and saw one of his men fall to the ground with a look of surprise on his young face as he groped at the wound on his chest, his short pause to look at his friend falling was his mistake only to be captured after slaughtering a good two dozen soldiers with his trusty lancer sub machine gun before pulling his 12 gauge after running out of bullets to be stopped mid charge by King Jeremy II himself with a handgun pointed to his head the merc had no choice but to surrender feeling shameful in himself he would’ve rather felt the icy fingers of death then be a prisoner of war. Glancing around at the devastation he and his troops had caused, he felt he was sure the King was going to execute him there and then the young merc looked around to see that his troops were all being rounded up by the rest of the New Britannian infantry.
The king took one glance at the merc and immediately ordered “Take him away with the rest of his squad his death will not be at my hands, nor any New Britannian. Dogs like this deserve to rot in cells, they change loyalties at the jingle of a purse and a man without honour is a man without a soul.â€Â
“You will regret those words I have loyalties but I will not disclose them to you†The young merc spat in the kings face “Then again dogs like me don’t have manners do theyâ€Â
“I’d expect nothing less, from scum like you†the King replied through clenched teeth. The King then turned and walked away, as soon as his back was turned soldiers began to beat him savagely.
“You would beat a man without a weapon, I am not the only man without honour I see†At this one of the guards smashed him the face with the butt of his rifle, the merc passed out.
The Emperor suddenly came out of his daydream and snapped back into reality “Things have changed in a year I have found out that I was the illegitimate son and heir to the imperial throne of Gamezig, how I miss the thrill of battle and the excitement of the kill†At 6â€Â7 the emperor was an imposing sight his dark brown hair was cropped close and his face was set in an almost permanent scowl and a look of anger and resentment his emotions almost always under cover, he rarely lost his temper and was known for stone cold outlook on life still the people liked him and knew that as long as he ruled the nations that made up Gamezig would stay under Imperial Control . He called to the servant that had just came into the room. “Hold the king a while I feel I may have to impose my presence here.†He quickly exited into an antechamber where his ritual armour and sword were neatly placed upon a mannequin. He put the armour on leaving the helmet till last. He looked upon him self in the mirror in the chamber he clenched a gauntlet covered fist and picked up the sword of ancestors, the sword in hand he looked like something out of a medieval tale with his helmet having horns that come off the edge of the helmet slope downwards and then point out only leaving a space for his eyes with his visor down, he looked like the most menacing man in the world, he felt like he could crush a mans windpipe with his gauntlets. He then walked out the antechamber sword in its sheath on his back with the handle in reaching distance and it could be pulled out in under ½ a second. Send the King in the Emperor shouted to his Servant.
“As you command†The servant exited past the two guards to return moments later the King Joris of Durntkinstan at his side. “The King of Durntkinstan-“
“I know who he is and I know why he’s here†the Emperor said quickly.
Joris looked at the Emperor standing in front of him in his armour and gulped. “So Ryan how’ve you been?â€Â
“Let’s get down to business I know this isn’t a social visit†The Emperor replied viciously but without raising his voice in the slightest. “You ask how I’ve been since you ordered me on a suicide mission into the main New Britannian Army telling me it was a small garrison, only for me to charge and realise my mistake too late to pull out. You let my men get slaughtered the men that I had grew up with, the men I trained and the men whose children no longer have a father because you wanted a something to negotiate with, so you could get that New Britannian general off your hands with out looking weak by giving him back through surrendering.†As he said this the Emperor kept a firm grip on the hilt of his sword.
“You have to understand you saved millions of innocent lives.†The King looked nervous as he said this wishing he hadn’t left his personal bodyguards outside
“What were their lives to me? I only cared for my men who all died but me. They could’ve taken Greenuk down for all I cared. Remember even you yourself agreed with Jeremy saying I had no honour.†The Emperor’s temper was now rising fast as he thought of the men who died alongside him at the battle of Jamico. “NOW YOU COME INTO MY COURT AND ASK FOR MY ASSISTANCE IN A WAR WHER YOU ARE ALLIES WITH THE SAME SCUM THAT SLAUGHTERED MY MEN!†The emperor now began to regain control. “You have insulted my honour and my honour is my life. For this we must duel.†The king was physically trembling as the Emperor in his full battle dress marched towards the King with his sword in his hands.
The King shrank back and yelled “Help! He’s a madman! Help!â€Â
“You really think they will come to your aid? Your guards are already dead they were dead 30 seconds after you left them, I do find my military quite effective at quiet deaths†The Emperor now pointed the sword at the throat of the King. The emperor removed his helm. “Look upon the face of thy destroyer†The King looked up at the Emperors face as the emperor drew back the blade and lunged. The King closed his eyes and braced for death. He heard the lunge start through the movement of armour and listened as the blade came closer and suddenly whizzed past his ear into the solid oak doors. Then he fainted. “Get this maggot out of my sight we will discuss his proposal after he wakes up.
2 days later the king sat in the throne room again with a pistol in his hand. Shifting uncomfortably in his seat. “Send him in againâ€Â
The King trembling again entered the throne room with a look of apprehension on his face. He was however determined to put on a front. “You keep me prisoner for 2 days in this shit hole of castleâ€Â
“You could’ve left any time you liked, if you were able to walk, or awake for that matter†The Emperor remarked coldly.
“You do know you committed treason against the crown of Durntkinstan†The King said “I could have you hung for thatâ€Â
“If I had wanted to kill you, you would be dead right now I could of course change my mind†The guards slowly advanced towards the King.
“No that’s quite alright I think we can leave that†The king gulped.
“Good I don’t feel like paying for the postage on sending your head back to Durntkinstan.†The Emperor once again felt in control of the situation. “So what did you want to discussâ€Â
“I came request Gamezig’s pledge of allegiance to us during a war we’re having†the King told the Emperor.
“Well why not send a messenger?â€Â
“I felt this was too important for a messengerâ€Â
“You know my answer already. The answer is no in case you weren’t aware my empire isn’t part of Micras yet and you knew that so why come here?†The Emperor questioned.
“Well then, we request your service as a merc in this conflict. Do you accept?†The king countered.
“What and charge into another army again. I am not a fool. So don’t patronise me.â€Â
“We will pay you well 1 million gold Nobles†The King offered
“You know I have a treasury, but how I miss battle. Things here should run themselves, I’ll set up a few more patrols to make sure no one thinks of an uprising. I will have troops provided of course?†the Emperor asked the King.
“Certainly and anything you require†The King answered
“Well then you have a deal†The emperor told Joris. “Servant. Make sure to tell the generals to crucify anyone who revolts. Also make sure the Prime Minister remembers to send me messages regularly “
“Certainly Sir†The emperor then holstered his pistol and proceeded to walk out the throne room to make more arrangements.
“Sir, the King of Durnktinstan is here to see you†one of the Emperor’s many servants told him, as the Emperor sat idly in his chair toying with a pistol, shooting at targets on the other side of the throne room.
“Send him in†The Emperor replied wearily, whilst reloading his pistol. “Tell someone to bring me more ammo.â€Â
The Emperor was a young man but his face was covered in battle scars only a year before he had been fighting as a mercenary in a battle against New Britannia serving as a rogue commander in the Greenuk army he had led his troops on a death charge against the New Britannian army. The smell of blood and the sound of mayhem only served to intensify the merc’s battle cry as the emperor ran he heard the sound of bullets whistling past his head and saw one of his men fall to the ground with a look of surprise on his young face as he groped at the wound on his chest, his short pause to look at his friend falling was his mistake only to be captured after slaughtering a good two dozen soldiers with his trusty lancer sub machine gun before pulling his 12 gauge after running out of bullets to be stopped mid charge by King Jeremy II himself with a handgun pointed to his head the merc had no choice but to surrender feeling shameful in himself he would’ve rather felt the icy fingers of death then be a prisoner of war. Glancing around at the devastation he and his troops had caused, he felt he was sure the King was going to execute him there and then the young merc looked around to see that his troops were all being rounded up by the rest of the New Britannian infantry.
The king took one glance at the merc and immediately ordered “Take him away with the rest of his squad his death will not be at my hands, nor any New Britannian. Dogs like this deserve to rot in cells, they change loyalties at the jingle of a purse and a man without honour is a man without a soul.â€Â
“You will regret those words I have loyalties but I will not disclose them to you†The young merc spat in the kings face “Then again dogs like me don’t have manners do theyâ€Â
“I’d expect nothing less, from scum like you†the King replied through clenched teeth. The King then turned and walked away, as soon as his back was turned soldiers began to beat him savagely.
“You would beat a man without a weapon, I am not the only man without honour I see†At this one of the guards smashed him the face with the butt of his rifle, the merc passed out.
The Emperor suddenly came out of his daydream and snapped back into reality “Things have changed in a year I have found out that I was the illegitimate son and heir to the imperial throne of Gamezig, how I miss the thrill of battle and the excitement of the kill†At 6â€Â7 the emperor was an imposing sight his dark brown hair was cropped close and his face was set in an almost permanent scowl and a look of anger and resentment his emotions almost always under cover, he rarely lost his temper and was known for stone cold outlook on life still the people liked him and knew that as long as he ruled the nations that made up Gamezig would stay under Imperial Control . He called to the servant that had just came into the room. “Hold the king a while I feel I may have to impose my presence here.†He quickly exited into an antechamber where his ritual armour and sword were neatly placed upon a mannequin. He put the armour on leaving the helmet till last. He looked upon him self in the mirror in the chamber he clenched a gauntlet covered fist and picked up the sword of ancestors, the sword in hand he looked like something out of a medieval tale with his helmet having horns that come off the edge of the helmet slope downwards and then point out only leaving a space for his eyes with his visor down, he looked like the most menacing man in the world, he felt like he could crush a mans windpipe with his gauntlets. He then walked out the antechamber sword in its sheath on his back with the handle in reaching distance and it could be pulled out in under ½ a second. Send the King in the Emperor shouted to his Servant.
“As you command†The servant exited past the two guards to return moments later the King Joris of Durntkinstan at his side. “The King of Durntkinstan-“
“I know who he is and I know why he’s here†the Emperor said quickly.
Joris looked at the Emperor standing in front of him in his armour and gulped. “So Ryan how’ve you been?â€Â
“Let’s get down to business I know this isn’t a social visit†The Emperor replied viciously but without raising his voice in the slightest. “You ask how I’ve been since you ordered me on a suicide mission into the main New Britannian Army telling me it was a small garrison, only for me to charge and realise my mistake too late to pull out. You let my men get slaughtered the men that I had grew up with, the men I trained and the men whose children no longer have a father because you wanted a something to negotiate with, so you could get that New Britannian general off your hands with out looking weak by giving him back through surrendering.†As he said this the Emperor kept a firm grip on the hilt of his sword.
“You have to understand you saved millions of innocent lives.†The King looked nervous as he said this wishing he hadn’t left his personal bodyguards outside
“What were their lives to me? I only cared for my men who all died but me. They could’ve taken Greenuk down for all I cared. Remember even you yourself agreed with Jeremy saying I had no honour.†The Emperor’s temper was now rising fast as he thought of the men who died alongside him at the battle of Jamico. “NOW YOU COME INTO MY COURT AND ASK FOR MY ASSISTANCE IN A WAR WHER YOU ARE ALLIES WITH THE SAME SCUM THAT SLAUGHTERED MY MEN!†The emperor now began to regain control. “You have insulted my honour and my honour is my life. For this we must duel.†The king was physically trembling as the Emperor in his full battle dress marched towards the King with his sword in his hands.
The King shrank back and yelled “Help! He’s a madman! Help!â€Â
“You really think they will come to your aid? Your guards are already dead they were dead 30 seconds after you left them, I do find my military quite effective at quiet deaths†The Emperor now pointed the sword at the throat of the King. The emperor removed his helm. “Look upon the face of thy destroyer†The King looked up at the Emperors face as the emperor drew back the blade and lunged. The King closed his eyes and braced for death. He heard the lunge start through the movement of armour and listened as the blade came closer and suddenly whizzed past his ear into the solid oak doors. Then he fainted. “Get this maggot out of my sight we will discuss his proposal after he wakes up.
2 days later the king sat in the throne room again with a pistol in his hand. Shifting uncomfortably in his seat. “Send him in againâ€Â
The King trembling again entered the throne room with a look of apprehension on his face. He was however determined to put on a front. “You keep me prisoner for 2 days in this shit hole of castleâ€Â
“You could’ve left any time you liked, if you were able to walk, or awake for that matter†The Emperor remarked coldly.
“You do know you committed treason against the crown of Durntkinstan†The King said “I could have you hung for thatâ€Â
“If I had wanted to kill you, you would be dead right now I could of course change my mind†The guards slowly advanced towards the King.
“No that’s quite alright I think we can leave that†The king gulped.
“Good I don’t feel like paying for the postage on sending your head back to Durntkinstan.†The Emperor once again felt in control of the situation. “So what did you want to discussâ€Â
“I came request Gamezig’s pledge of allegiance to us during a war we’re having†the King told the Emperor.
“Well why not send a messenger?â€Â
“I felt this was too important for a messengerâ€Â
“You know my answer already. The answer is no in case you weren’t aware my empire isn’t part of Micras yet and you knew that so why come here?†The Emperor questioned.
“Well then, we request your service as a merc in this conflict. Do you accept?†The king countered.
“What and charge into another army again. I am not a fool. So don’t patronise me.â€Â
“We will pay you well 1 million gold Nobles†The King offered
“You know I have a treasury, but how I miss battle. Things here should run themselves, I’ll set up a few more patrols to make sure no one thinks of an uprising. I will have troops provided of course?†the Emperor asked the King.
“Certainly and anything you require†The King answered
“Well then you have a deal†The emperor told Joris. “Servant. Make sure to tell the generals to crucify anyone who revolts. Also make sure the Prime Minister remembers to send me messages regularly “
“Certainly Sir†The emperor then holstered his pistol and proceeded to walk out the throne room to make more arrangements.
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Interesting, going with the two nations you seem to have most reason to hate, but a good story. Some of those sentences seem a bit long though ...
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