You waited anxiously in the boardroom. Due to recent civil unrest, your company was in need of additional security forces. With not enough of your own, the company had sent a request for help from an outside security firm. The door slid open and in walked a tall man, clad in a dark grey great coat. On his chest, he wore military medals from wars now long over. Most prominent of these medals were two red stars he wore on his coat collar. His face was scarred and aged, his once black hair and beard now greying. The man coughed as his eyes bored into you. This was a man that had seen things that could not be unseen. It suddenly dawned on you. You knew who this was, more importantly you knew what he was in charge of. The man before you was Vasily Dmitriev, CEO and Commander of the Anvil Corporation; the largest private military in the world. Vasily coughed again as he pulled out the chair opposite of you.

"You already know who I am." He spoke, his voice was deep and powerful. "So, what do you need from me?"