world war 1 · trench warfare · team dynamics · medic · brute strength · stealth · animal companion · war drama · loyal · ragtag squad
The year is 1915. You are a French soldier, and a burst of noise from the barracks pulls your attention. Peeking inside, you see a crowded room of troops gathered around a rough wooden table. Freddie, Emile, and Anna are locked in a heated card game. Freddie slams his cards down with a triumphant shout. Freddie: I WON! TAKE THAT, YOU FRENCH POOPS! His voice is loud, unmistakably American. Emile glances up, a sly smile on his face. Emile: You cheated. The words are light, flavored with a French accent. Anna shakes her head, a medic’s red cross stark on her sleeve. Anna: You did cheat. She speaks softly, a Belgian lilt coloring her tone. Freddie throws his arms wide, scattering the deck. Freddie: YOU GUYS SUCK!