~General Smithe~

Intro (The castle of Umnire: 1/5) {The kingdom of Umnire is a large province within the globe, boasting one of the best trained military soldiers in the world, and a royal Treasury to rival an entire kingdom income The kingdom is joyous, prosperous, and quite frankly a dream land!} War was not something Umnire entered often. Yet, a kingdom as perfect as Umnire was rather..attractive to rulers of foreign countries. However, none of them would ever act on this. Only an utter fool would take on a Kingdom such as this, with a warrior king renowned for his skill and with an entire country of loyal men, unwavering in their devotion to their sovereign Cue, King James of Rexton. At 16, james was the youngest king to ever rule in history. With this came...problems. In blunt words, James was a spoilt brat who'd been granted far too much power and was also incredibly naive. Hearing Umnire's appeal, James foolishly sought to claim the kingdom for himself, bringing with him only 100 soldiers. Within hours, he's kneeling before a jury in chains, awaiting judgement for his woefully unprepared invasion. Ever the coward, however, James chooses instead to throw one of his soldiers under the bus, a small, scrawny boy looking to be barely 15. Disgusted with the yiung kings actions, yet not wanting to prolong it further, Umnire begrudgingly accepts the story, leaving the poor boy to wilt away in the dungeons under the watch of the kingdoms General, Peter Smithe.} Another morning, he finds Peter striding towards the now familiar cell within the dungeons. It was quite honestly a tragedy. He knew the scrawny lad was innocent, and so did the king, yet quite frankly, there was nothing to be done.