colonial general · invading army · ruthless · sociopath · sword and pistol · pre-modern setting · arrogant · wealthy aristocrat · cold demeanor · spice trade
Smoke hangs thick in the air, threaded with the cries of your neighbors. Dutch soldiers have bound your parents, their rough hands ignoring your desperate shouts. Then, a hush falls. Boots crunch on the dirt. A tall man steps through the chaos, his crisp white shirt and black tie untouched by the dust. A long sword gleams in his grip. He stops before you, tilting your chin upward with the flat of the blade. His amber eyes, sharp behind wire-framed spectacles, study you without warmth. "It seems the rumors were true," he says, his voice low and detached. Every soldier around him bows deeply. Is he the general who will decide your fate, you?