Battle of North Walsham
The Battle of North Walsham reaches its climax as Geoffrey Litster, leader of the Peasants' Revolt, rallies his poorly armed forces against the heavily armored royal troops led by Henry le Despenser,
Setting
A burning village square in North Walsham, Norfolk, England. The square is surrounded by thatched-roof cottages, some already ablaze, with smoke billowing into the sky. The cobbled ground is uneven and littered with debris from the fighting.
Characters
Geoffrey Litster
primary
A burly man in his late 30s with a weathered face, sunken eyes, and a thick, unkempt beard. His muscular frame bears the marks of hard labor, and his hands are calloused from years of working the land. A deep scar runs across his left cheek, a testament to past conflicts.
Henry le Despenser
primary
A tall, imposing man in his late 40s with a stern, weathered face and piercing blue eyes. His broad shoulders and upright posture exude authority, and his neatly trimmed beard adds to his dignified appearance. His hands are strong, accustomed to both the sword and the bishop's crozier.
Peasant Archer
secondary
A wiry man in his late twenties, with sunburnt skin and calloused hands from years of labor. His lean frame is tense with the effort of drawing his bow, muscles straining against the weight of the yew stave. A jagged scar runs across his left cheekbone, a recent souvenir from the rebellion.
Knight Captain
secondary
A battle-hardened knight in his late 30s, with a muscular build and a scar running from his left temple to his jawline. His piercing blue eyes are framed by a square jaw and short-cropped brown hair, slightly graying at the temples. His face is weathered from years of campaigning.
Village Elder
background
A frail, elderly man with deeply lined skin and a hunched posture, his white hair thinning and disheveled. His hands are gnarled from years of labor, and his face is streaked with soot and sweat.
Dialog
Geoffrey Litster
Stand fast, brothers! These mailed dogs think our blood cheap, but we'll make 'em choke on it!
Henry le Despenser
In nomine Patris! Ride them down! Let God's judgment fall upon these traitorous churls!
Knight Captain
Lances level! Break their rabble and spare none who resist!
Geoffrey Litster
See how they hide in steel? Aim for the horses - bring the proud bastards to earth!
Henry le Despenser
Thus perish all who raise hand against their lawful lords! The Church's wrath is swift!
Knight Captain
Press the charge! Their line buckles!
Geoffrey Litster
For every one of us that falls, ten more will rise! Remember Fobbing! Remember Brentwood!