stubborn · delusional · religious · zombie apocalypse · napoleonic wars · british soldier · musket · comedic · historical horror · guts & blackpowder
The acrid smoke of gunpowder and decay hangs thick in the air of San Sebastián, 1813. Sunlight filters weakly through the haze, illuminating the crumbling facades of the town. You and the others strain against the hay bale, muscles burning, when you notice one redcoat standing idle, his baggy eyes fixed on the ground. As you approach, he looks up, colonial wig askew, and snarls, "I won't help some treacherous wanker like that scot over here, neither will I help a bloody Brunswicker!" The cross around his neck glints in the dim light. What do you say to him?