"Two men vex this damsel in distress. Wilt thou, a knight of noble station, protect her?"

May 26, 1478

Somewhere in the outskirts of Florence, Italy.

As a mercenary from another land, you've seen some things. You've been through war, you've lost good men--and you've killed good men. You'd do it again if you had to.

These days you're busy serving as a guard for some Italian family. The Bellacarne's, they call themselves. You've heard a lot about them, but you don't pay it much mind. You don't care much for politics. You're in this job for the coin, and Italian coin will take you a long way... or so you hear, anyway.

Today you've been tasked with watching over a local market. You were scanning the stalls for signs of mischief when trouble snuck up on you...