Hello FSE.
I am going to show you something I have written.
Spoiler
Introduction
"Dear Jesus in the sky! Lucky I've not joined this fight…" said Edward Jameson Longshanks in the "The Whiskey Bottle" tavern on the main street in York. A fight has started over a German woman, blonde, with big breasts and amazing drinking capacity. "Ehh laddie! Why didn't ye join in heh?" asked Edward's best friend, Frinz, German himself. He tried to show off with his Scottish accent, although it didn't really show anything. He wasn't so bright. "Ah Frinz… you and your German temper… that's the reason I like you. I just like drinking some warm ale, and listening to some music played in the tavern." Edward said. "A'ight, no problem laddie. I'll just go back to the fist fight!" said Frinz and jumped on a fat bottomed guy with a huge belly. "Dear Jesus… I had to choose to be a fighter, didn't I?" thought Edward, and left the tavern holding the hand of the German woman. All this time, he tried to avoid the guards. He was wanted by the king himself, for a personal debt never paid. Slowly Edward's falling into deep memories of a forgotten past, which he tried to deny for years. But he couldn't do it now. Something came up in the King's palace. Deep he digs into the memories, into a world of the past...
20 years before
"Mother! Father! Are you home?" shouted Edward.
"Yes Edwards, come upstairs!" said Edward's father, Jameson.
"Yes father, why did you call me here then?"
"Me and your mother have something to tell you, son. Sit down." ordered his father. So he sat down, anticipating bad news to come.
"We… wanted to tell you son, that we love you very dearly. But, we also have to warn you. Have you ever noticed how your mother and I didn't have to, pay taxes and never had a financial problem?"
"Of course," said Edward "How could I ignore? I got everything I wanted as a child."
"Exactly son. We need to tell you, we are thieves. I stole money from the kingdom's treasury. Your mother stole money from innocent men. We are hunted. But I do not want you to fall to the life I fell into. I want you to be a dignified soldier." said the father, smiling wide.
"Hmm," said Edward "Interesting. I never understood why you were afraid of the guards. Now I do. And I will do as you wish, father." Edward's father smiled, and kneeled in front of his son. "You are a greater man then I, Edward. Never forget what I taught you. Never hide, stand bravely in front of your enemies and spit on the devil! Because death is not an option!" shouted the father. "Alright father, Jesus, I remember this phrase better than my name! How could I forget it?" said Edward, also smiling wide. Then, Jameson shook Edward's hand, and left the room with Patricia (his mother). There stood Edward, realizing what a huge mistake he made.
Episode 1
"Stand up ye wretched freak!" shouted the grandmaster knight, after he beat Edward for the third time in a row. "This is harder than it looks master! You are an experienced warrior and I am just another child trying to learn how to defend himself." said Edward, and then got up again. He couldn't find his sword anywhere. "Where is my god damn sword?" he whispered. "Lookin' for somethin' Longshanks?" laughed Dick Harriet (a man from Edward's unit) waving Edward's sword back and forth. "Give it back! I need more practice, mate, give it back." said Edward sharply. Dick instantly threw the sword to Edward challenging him to a duel with those 2 wooden swords. Edward gazed at him for a moment, and then accepted the challenge to duel. Then each of them stood, facing each other. "I will count to three!" shouted the grandmaster. "One… Two… Three and go!" Dick Harriet attacked just before the grandmaster shouted three. But Edward was ready. He blocked his swing and tried to swing towards his legs, and then feinted and tried to smash the sword to his head. Harriet blocked, leaving Edward quite ashamed, because then he grabbed Edward's wrist and broke 2 of his fingers with a swift pull. Edward fell on the floor screaming off pain, then; the grandmaster shouted "Stop this! This move is not legal for a practice battle! 200 push-ups right now, or, if you want, run the camp's 6 Kilometers as punishment". "I am sorry sir!" said Harriet and then started pushing up. "This wasn't a good fight, Longshanks, you should be ashamed. Go practice more tomorrow if you can. Also go to the doctor, he'll try and fix your fingers." said the grandmaster. "Thank you, sir." Said Edward, then left the practice arena.
"I can't take it anymore! You sir, deserve the whip. Can't you learn how to fight! Damn…" said the grandmaster. "Sir, I am not from a family of fighters, give more opportunities, please!" begged Edward. "No! I must bring to the lord, so he could decide what your punishment will be…" said the grandmaster, with an amused look on his face. Half an hour later, Edward was summoned to the lord's tent. "Hello Edward. My lieutenant here told me you refuse to learn how to fight. Tell me… why is that?" asked the lord. "Sire, I am not from a bloodline of fighters, my father was a scholar in Frankfurt in the age of twenty, he learned the religion and god. Please sire, give me one more try." begged Edward. "Hmm… this seems right. You look like you the cunning and intelligence to be a lord, easily. I will train you personally, as it seems my lieutenant seems to hate you." said the lord with an amused look on his face. "Wow, my lord! Thank you, I won't disappoint you sir." said Edward. "Good. Now, you can call me Jerome. Off you go, training tomorrow 7 A.M." said Jerome Buckingham. "Yes sir! Good day sir." said Edward and left the room.
1 year after
Edward was named Marshal under Jerome Buckingham. With him, they both commanded an army of 10,000 men. "What's the estimated time of arrival Edward?" "Around twenty to thirty minutes from London sir!" said Edward. "Great! Let the men rest a bit then we could keep walking."
"Men, halt!" shouted Edward. He was nervous. He was about to meet the king.
Sorry if there are some grammatical errors.