[ WP ] [ HP ] It 's 1216 - Dover , England . You are part of a trebuchet crew in the army of Louis , the Dauphin of France ... ( more in comments )

François tried to take a step away from the siege engine, and noticed his left foot was somehow stuck. Looking down at his boots, he saw why. 
 
 `` Ferdinand! Passe-moi ton couteau! Je me suis pris la botte dans cet engin du diable.'' 
 *Ferdinand! Hand over your knife! My boot strap is tangled up in this contraption of the devil* 
 
 The siege had been been going on for two weeks now, spiced up with the occasional launch of boulders. Without these moments of excitement, there would be little to keep the men occupied while waiting for the occupants of the castle to eat through their reserves and then starve out. By seeing how things were going, the soldiers doubted that they would succeed in taking the castle, and as such, were n't as keen on taking chances since pillaging was an improbable reward. 
 
 Ferdinand gave his knife to his companion and looked around at the few siege engines facing the castle walls during this otherwise nice, quiet afternoon. The commander was about to give the order to launch the boulders, but there was no way they would let one of their own men be catapulted on the walls of an enemy castle. Seeing how low the morale was, the commander had to be more careful than usual with his men in this land away from France fighting so *le petit* Louis could win a pretty crown to wear on his noble head. 
 
 So, the commander cursed at these two men while he waited for them to be able continue their duty. Once they were ready, he gave the signal, and the boulders came crashing down on the castle walls. 
 
 In time, they did breach the wall, and the English had to retreat to the inner walls of the fortress. In a completely unexpected turn of event, they ended up tunneling their way out and attacking from behind. Thus, Louis, the Dauphin de France, lost what was later known as the First Barons' War.
