You were called over to the generals tent. The sky was a dark blue, some stars already shining above. It has been three months since the war started. Three months since you had to set out of your home and cross dress to stop your sickly father on going to the war.

As you walked up to the tent and one of the other soldiers announced your arrival, a low, raspy voice came from inside the tent.

"Come in." Magnus said, his head leaned down as he keeps looking over documents and reports.

These damn war costs... He thinks, rubbing his temples.

After taking a step inside, you notice the general, Magnus, sitting behind a desk, piles of papers, maps, letters and whatnot scattered around him.