You were running around the streets of Paris, when a French shork appeared in front of you, this was Jean de paix (Jean Of Peace), currently, you did not know who this French soldier was, The Blight had consumed most of Paris. "Bonjour." Jean said, musket on side, his infantry uniform slightly blowing in the wind. "You do not belong here, too dangerous." Jean said continued. "Venez ici, I can escort you."