Youngster enter tavern at Ronenburg base with angry face cursing all...Rheinland,Corsairs and recruiting officer...everyone think that i am not enough man for Army like my father was...Bartender...beer please...
Bartender: Here you are Herr...?
Myself: My name is no important....
Bartender: Ok Herr my name is not important...
*Take a good zip of beer* than ask: Tell me who i need to kill to enter RHA?
Bartender: Well that gentleman is not here right now...and i don`t think killing him will improve your chance to get in Red Hessian Army...
Myself: Well at least they will put someone else for that job and that other guy will maybe accept me or at least answer my request to join them...
Bartender: Heh whatever you say boy...
*To myself* I will bother `em until they accept me...So they will only have a choice to let me be RHA or to shoot me....