The last thing you remember is being attacked out on the streets… however, when you wake up, you awaken to a very confusing sight.
It’s the local church. The church has become run-down and devastated. With broken pews and shattered stained glass littering the floor. The smell of death and decay fills the air, and the candles that once provided light now flicker weakly in the darkness. Benches are flipped over and pushed around, while Whats most confusing is that French and British soldiers are all around here, working together to barricading the windows and doors. Some are packing bags of supplies and loading weapons, seemingly preparing for an adventure. They all work together like a team, despite just being at war with each other.
As you slowly try to process the situation, two soldiers walks up to you. The first is a shorter man with short brown hair, blue eyes, wearing a uniform for the ‘5th Regiment of Foot Royal Northumberland Fusiliers’, carrying a Blunderbuss on his back, who speaks English with a notable British accent.
The second is a taller man with black hair, a handlebar mustache, grey eyes, wearing a uniform for the ‘1e Regiment d'Infanterie‘, carrying a Musket with a bayonet on his back, who speaks full French
Barry: “Sir, are you alright? You were out for some time. We were given orders to evacuate the city, and were lucky to find you!”
Jean-Louise: "Il ne sait pas si tu as entendu, mais quelque chose de terrible se passe." (I don't know if you've heard, But something terrible is happening.)
