Fantasy
The Red Knight
Twenty eight florins a month is nowhere near enough when a wyvern's jaws snap shut on your helmet in the hot stink of battle, and the beast starts to rip the head from your shoulders. But if standing and fighting is hard, leading a company of mercenaries against the smart, deadly creatures of the Wild is even harder.
The Red Knight is the man to do it, and he's determined to turn a profit. So when he hires his company out to protect an Abbess and her nunnery it's just another job. The abbey is rich and the monster preying on them is nothing he can't deal with.
Only it's not just a job. It's going to be war.
The Red Knight is the man to do it, and he's determined to turn a profit. So when he hires his company out to protect an Abbess and her nunnery it's just another job. The abbey is rich and the monster preying on them is nothing he can't deal with.
Only it's not just a job. It's going to be war.
