# Text You see a middle-aged man in [[Westemär]] colours leading the charge on horseback in a battle under a bright red sky. The battle is filled with violence and bravery and the tone is one of victory and glory. The great Commander under the banner of House Von Kessel valiantly leading the charge. He has dismounted and is shouting commands to his soldiers who swell around him, he turns and parrys a blow, striking down a man in armor and wearing a heavy helmet. It's only once the man is down that [[Elias Drexel]] sees the man is wearing the livery of [[Westemär]], he is suddenly reminded that this is a civil war, this is a countryman and there is a moment of reflection. He kneels down to remove the helmet of his brother turned enemy. He sheds a tear as the helmet reveals the face of a young man, barely 20 with dead eyes.