March 20 1938, Helziech, Fhirald
Zach was sitting in front of his desk, writing something in a book. He scratched the back of his head thinking about a good sentence to end it, when suddenly the door was opened. "Mr. Merlicher, your wife wants to know, when you will be ready for dinner." , Jeremiah, his servant, said. "Tell her, that i will come in a few moments.", Zach replied.
November 26 1935, somewhere on the border of Fhirald
Gurian was patroulling through the woods, his rifle hung from his shoulder. He was humming a melody and looked around from time to time. It was a quiet and cold night. Gurian was glad that his superiors allowed him to wear an additional jacket. "Why do i even have to walk around here? It's not like any Federation Soldier will pop out of nowhere. The front is miles away, this is just a waste of time." he thought. The exact same thoughts he has had yesterday and the exact same thoughts he will have tomorrow. He began wondering what he will have for breakfast once he comes home, when he suddenly heard a sound coming from the bushes next to him. He pointed the muzzle of his rifle at the bush. "Dont move or ill shoot!", he shouted. He took a few steps behind. "Come out and put your hands where i can see them." Gurian tried to sound as intimidating as possible. A man walked out. The man hadnt shaved in a while, resulting in his face being covered by a beard. A skull of an animal, probably a deer, garnished his right shoulder, his right hand was covered in a glove and a sword hung from the left side of his belt. "Put the gun down, you dont want to shoot me.", the man said softly. Gurian stared him in the eyes, the rifle still pointed at him. The man took a step forward. "Stop right there or i will shoot! I mean it!", Gurian shouted. He noticed, that his hands were shaking. The man seemed to notice that too and he took another step forward. "Last warning!" Gurians hands began to shake even harder. The man seemed to ignore him. He walked forward again and then reached towards his gun. He grabbed the gun by the barrel and took it out of Gurians hands. The man mustered Gurian. "How old are you?", he asked. Gurian gulped. He then answered the mans question: "Ni-Nineteen." The man looked at him. "Nineteen, huh. Whats your name kid?" "Gurian Halter…" The man hung the gun over his shoulder. "Well, listen Gurian. Go home, quit your military service, desert if you cant do that and prepare yourself. The times are changing and the Reign of the empire will fall, sooner or later.", the man said. He then walked past Gurian. Gurian turned around. The man was already a few meters away. Gurian followed him. "And who are you?", he asked the man. The man stopped. "You prabably have heard of me…" Then he turned around. "But to answer your question: My name is Jaeger. Radi Jaeger."