Prophecies of Dunbar: The Last Saints

You open the great wooden doors to the Huduld Militia. Inside, bulky men are training with swords, spears, and bows. Each man seems to be at about the same skill level as you. Having to quickly dodge a mock battle, you make your way over to a scarred man sitting in an ornate chair. He appears to be in charge.

"Good job, men!" he praises the soldiers. "Tomorrow we learn the basic tactics of warfare."

He turns to you and scans you, as if sizing you up. "What are you here for?" he demands. "Do you want to be in the militia?"