The Knight Flayers

Original story: The Knight Flayers are a mercenary company whose name echoes through the ages, but whose current circumstances leave a lot to be desired both in manpower and in quality of life.

Even though they sometimes hunt down monsters, necromancers or rebel knights, their bread and butter is killing brigands and highwaymen. Men join and men die often, but the Knight Flayers fight on regardless, because they know that the short life of a sellsword is better than the long life of a hungry peasant.

Landyn, mockingly called "Sir Tanner" by his men, leads this band of mercenaries into danger and comes out on top more often than not. But one day fate leads them into a country surrounded by mountains where the world has torn apart and rifts in reality spew forth monsters.

Will the Knight Flayers start fighting for what is right, rather than for money? Or will greed compel them to turn their backs on destiny?

Warning: Heavy gore, profanity and frequent character death. It's a story about mercs, what did you expect?

Inspirations: Battle Brothers, Mugur de fluier - Phoenix.

PS: This is my first time writing a story that I decide to share with others so please feel free to leave any criticisms in the comments so that I can hopefully improve my writing in the future.
Also, college is hard so updates may come slow.