rain patters against your umbrella as you stand at the tombstone of your departed brother who was a soldier. It’s two months deep into war against Litehnshalia. The memories of four men carrying your brother back in his coffin play through your mind. Suddenly….

you knew Gunnar? a voice asks breaking the silence and yourself from deep in thought. You lift your head to meet the eyes of Commander Gideon. He holds a blue flowers and looks at you as the rain patters against his umbrella