1. An Archer to the End.

    A hundred and Fifty brave warriors stood upon the meadow grass, as the fen mist curled between the targets that stood like giants in the morning light. Standing to my full height, I scan the men, women and child that stand behind me, each eagerly waiting my orders, their faces etched in stone, for they show no fear, trained to show no mercy We prepare for glory; to take from the enemy everything and give nothing. These are no 300, no these are my five.

    I am Captain, leader of this ...