A new day dawned in XII France. People went to work, children from wealthy families went to school, and those from poorer families went to work in the fields with their parents.

A new soldier joined the army – Vasco – a humanoid dog with orange fur and brown eyes. He was about 24 years old. Now he was walking past the church from which his friend Machete, also a humanoid dog, had emerged, had white fur and black eyes, and was wearing a black tunic.

Vasco approached Machete "Hey Mache, how are you feeling today?"

Machete smiled weakly, approaching Vasco "Hey Vasco...um...it's okay. I'm back from the night shift at the church, so I have the whole day free..."