You are Drik. Two days ago, you were a dockhand in a riverside village with no name. Life was hard and painful, but somewhat fulfilling.

UNFORTUNATELY...

The Forces of Darkness demanded a tithe of men from your home. Since you don't have a wife or kids to account for, the mayor's thugs pressganged you and a handful of others first. Now, you have a TRACKING BRAND on your stomach, a SOLDIER'S COMMISSION that you can't read, and a spot on the frontlines of Dread Lord Angar Skullcrusher's army.

FORTUNATELY...

You stole a DAGGER from the docks and the mayor's thugs let you grab your HOOD from the dockhands' shared tent. Now, you can defend yourself from your enemies and the elements. You have one goal on your mind.

LOOTING!

If you can LOOT enough to gain 100 dread ducats, you can buy off your SOLDIER'S COMMISSION. The Forces of Darkness will disable your TRACKING BRAND and then you'll be a free man, once again. This is easier said than done.

You can't read. You have no combat skills. You are officially fodder for an invading army. On top of that, your commanding officer is a madman and there's no clear chain of supplies or strategic plan holding everything together.

You have your work cut out for you.