The Wild Rose

History
Originally formed five years ago, as a result of the Cyrus Square Massacre--a mass killing of over five hundred peaceful protesters fighting the King. At first, under the leadership of a man named Octavius Sterling, the group sought nothing but vengeance against the King’s Knights, responsible for ordering the deaths of the civilians. At first, they were successful; with the Knights off-guard, they were able to organize raids to slay a few minor members, hoping it would cause an impact. As expected, it did: The group were labeled terrorists, and Octavius was quickly located and “dealt with”, a year after the resistance started.

With the leader dead, the organization didn’t know how to proceed. Octavius was the driving force behind killing the King’s men; with him gone, how would they know they were doing the right thing? In a moment of confusion, a somewhat familiar face to the resistance spoke up, proclaiming himself the rightful successor to Octavius.

Zaphas, a former lieutenant of Octavius, had taken the role of commander for himself.

He viewed Octavius’ death as a result of their actions; they wanted to be above the King’s men. Instead, they were killing any weak enough targets they could find, as long as they had a minor link to the King.

With this came new policies. Zaphas, titling himself “Zaphas the Defiant” in resistance to those wanting violence--on both sides--and the King’s treatment, sought out a new way to combat the absurd policies. What resulted were claims of him locking himself in the Resistance’s headquarters, the man believing he was “figuring out a way”. This lasted a month, before he emerged and called the remaining resistance to order.

The remaining eleven months were a period of preparation.

Zaphas’ plan was relatively simple--convince the people how their life would be improved without the king, expose his crimes in underground news networks, and train the people.

Surprisingly, it seemed to work. A good portion of the people were informed, and Zaphas himself was confident in the small militia he had been able to form.

The Resistance was poised before the King’s castle, before being faced with his guard.

“Vive la resistance!” The group cried, before everything went wrong.