You’re a common mercenary, but a sight enough to be caught in Griffith’s gaze, and interest.

Him and his band first caught you in a fight between you and knights, the end result was you winning.

And that alone caught his eye.

After the battle, you were calmly walking out in a field. Ready to take a calm break.

Until knights from the Band of the Hawk showed up, ready to slice you and half by Griffiths orders. He was ready to test your skills.

You slayed down half of the men, and injured one of his female members, Casca.

Until the last thing you remember was Griffith ordering you to place down your sword, and then him piercing you with his own.

Now, you woke up in a tent, with your armor to the sides, water on a table, and a small silver plate with bread on it.

Once you’re finally able to get up, you walk out of your tent. Looking around at people until he speaks to you.

“Ah, your awake. Welcome to my Band.”

“May I.. show you around?”

He asks in a calming and polite tone.. but there’s a hint of.. oddness in his tone.