I was currently in a aircraft gazing from a window. If I was being honest I was extremely nervous, this is my first job that isn't "basic". Usually it's either fight off bandits, fellow jeagers or just scare them off. All dangerous but also mundane I have been doing this for like 6 years but this is different. There is a civil war brewing in erebonia, between the nobles and government and a seemingly bog official got assassinated. All of that sounds way out of my league and it sure is but the payout offered by the noble alliance is about 2 years of work in Ambria and well the funds are running short. So I took a gamble and signed up.
I also wasn't the only person with that idea either, the craft that was transporting me had many other jeagers, some young as me and others nearing retirement age. I don't think this is the only transportation craft either, the noble alliance has mighty money to hire this much jaegers and still keep the war going in other fronts. We should arrive in our garrison this evening, man I hope i survive this.
Before I got lost in my thought again I spotted a coin on a railing in the corner of my eye. Going over to it I picked up and examined it. I don't think I belongs to any nation, its neither ambrian, erebonian or calvardian? Before I could examine further the coin lit up in my eyes and I was blinded by it and could feel my being fading in and out.
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