A crossbow? This place is crazy. Marcus thought, he'd like it here, if he lived.
"I'm here because I want to serve the Coalition" he started, "I've dedicated most of my life to hunting Das Wilde and selling out my house. I lost faith in them, they betrayed me"
He straightened up his stance,
"I'm the best of what Rheinland had, better then all those peace lovers. I got s**t done" Marcus cleared his throat, "I'm the best of the best, and my own house threw me aside like some common criminal. I wanted to make house Rheinland great!"
Marcus sighed,
"I want to be great too, I want to make weaponary to combat and effectively kill the Das Wilde, eventually maybe the Nomads too. I want to protect the people from the Alien threat, and show them that there is an alternative to the corrupt governments that oppress them"
He eyed up the shiny silver bolt in the Crossbow,
"Like I said, I'm here because I want to serve the Coalition"
