In the deep jungle's, you and your party are hunting, to bring food for your family. Its been nearly a month since you've been home, but today you set off. Beating your way through the wilderness, you come accross a canyon. "Home, finally" you whisper to yourself. Upon entering the canyon, you become underfire by rebel archers. Your hunters fire back with thier bows, but soon, your party is but a mere dozen. You rush back to the castle, the wounded caring the wounded, to call for aid. You come to one point, where the ground is cold and wet. You look below. You stand in about a foot of water.
"The Dam must've broken! " You whisper to yourself. Some of your men drown in the water, due the their wounds. Its a sad day today, but even sadder when you soon find out, as you enter the gatehouse, that your parents, the king and queen, have been assassinated. In anger, you punch the castle wall, breaking your knuckles. You immediately send men to help then wounded. You are appointed as king of the castle. You must now defend the assaults of the rebels, that try to take you down, even in the crippling state your in now. There is always hope.