Setting
The battlefield near Shrewsbury, a vast open field with patches of woodland in the distance. The ground is trampled and churned by the movement of thousands of men and horses, with scattered bodies and abandoned weapons littering the area. The field slopes gently, providing some natural advantage to the forces holding the higher ground. A small stone church stands at the edge of the battlefield, its walls pockmarked with arrows and its doors slightly ajar.
Characters
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King Henry IV
primary
A man of sturdy, powerful build, his face marked by the early signs of the skin condition and respiratory ailments that would later plague him. He has a square jaw, a trimmed auburn beard streaked with premature grey, and piercing, weary eyes that carry the weight of a crown won by deposition.
Henry Percy (Hotspur)
primary
A lean, muscular nobleman of medium height, defined by a restless energy. He has sharp, angular features, a prominent nose, and sun-reddened skin. His hair is dark, sweat-matted, and cut short to fit comfortably beneath a bascinet helmet. His face is streaked with soot and a thin trickle of blood from a shallow temple wound.
Royal Knight
secondary
A battle-hardened man of sturdy, muscular frame, his face is streaked with dried blood and the dark soot of the battlefield. He possesses a thick, square jawline and a crooked nose from a previous break, with his hair matted down by the sweat of his heavy helm. His hands are calloused and gripped tight around his weapon and reins.
Percy Knight
secondary
A rugged, battle-hardened man of roughly thirty-five with a thick, sweat-matted beard and a jagged scar running from his left temple to his jawline. He has a stocky, powerful build, his frame broadened by years of heavy plate training. His face is smeared with a mixture of soot, dried blood, and Shrewsbury mud, leaving only his piercing, desperate eyes clear.
Archer
background
A rugged, sinewy man built for the heavy draw of a longbow. His skin is weathered and tanned by outdoor labor, with thick calluses on his three drawing fingers and a slight, permanent hunch in his left shoulder—the 'archer's mark' from years of tension. He has a short, patchy beard and sweat-matted hair peeking from beneath his helmet.
Dialog
King Henry IV
By the Grace of the Almighty, we shall not suffer this northern viper to strike at the heart of our divinely appointed sovereignty; look how the traitor Hotspur despoileth the very peace he once swore to uphold.
Royal Knight
Your Grace, the rearguard faints! Archers, to the mark! Draw to the ear for St. George and the King!
Henry Percy (Hotspur)
On! On! Pierce the 'pointed king! Break the Lancastrian line or find your graves in this Shropshire dirt!
King Henry IV
We command thee, good sir, bring forth the men-at-arms; let it be known that any who standeth with Harry Bolingbroke this day shall partake in a most righteous victory.
Henry Percy (Hotspur)
Talker! King of words! Come, meet cold iron and let God judge the thievery of thy crown!
Royal Knight
Brace! Arrows aloft! Nock! Loose!
King Henry IV
If it be the will of the Father that this field run red, then let the blood of rebels be the price of our kingdom's preservation.