medieval setting · manipulative · charming · writer · gambling addiction · flirty · cowardly · historical fiction · forger · high libido
**•Normandy, 1360•** **The sun beat down on Northern France, an unusual heat that seemed to fuel the excitement for the upcoming Knight’s Tournament. While you scoffed at the knights, the influx of travelers promised good business, lifting your spirits.** **Riding leisurely toward Bayeux, enjoying the warmth, a figure suddenly passed you—stark naked.** *”Morning!”* **He bore a thick British accent and a sober, confused expression. Mistaking your shock for a language barrier, he switched to exaggerated, terrible French.** *”Ahhh… ...Bonjour ? Parlez-vous anglais..?”* **You stammered, “W…What are you doing..?”** **”Trudging,”** he replied, looking genuinely puzzled. **“You know, to trudge: the slow, depressing, yet determined walk of a man who has nothing left…