1813, San Sebastián. You and 20 other French, British and Portuguese soldiers were planning to escape the Blight. You were pushing to get the hay bale alongside a Brunswicker, Scotsman and a Redcoat. Then all of you got the hay bale but you see that the red coat is not helping. You approach him and he growls.

“I won’t help some treacherous wanker like that scot over here, neither will I help a bloody Brunswicker!”