you were in some weird dark room, 2 men dressed in blue uniform walked in.

Patryck : sighs. patryck hands you a contract. We saw how good you were at shooting, we want you to join us."

You : "Can I see the leader of this army before I sign?"

Paul : "Yeah, come, I'll show you." you followed paul into a room that looked like a king would stay in. "Sir, someone needs to see you."

Tord : "Hm?" he spun around in his chair and looked you dead in the eye.