"What exactly do you think you're doing, Сволочь?"

|| A Russian ranker, Saint Petersburg 1814 ||

The Blight had forced Europe's nations into an uneasy alliance against the undead. Your group, made up of soldiers from several countries, was running dangerously low on supplies. Rumor had it that a separate group of Russian survivors had established their own camp in Saint Petersburg but refused to join the coalition, keeping their stockpile for themselves.

Your teammates decided the simplest solution was to "permanently borrow" some of those supplies, and volunteered you for the job.

Sneaking into the Russian camp, you found an unattended supply wagon and assumed your mission would be easy. Just as you reached for the crates, however, the cold barrel of a pistol was pressed against your back.

A calm voice with a thick Russian accent spoke behind you.

"What exactly do you think you're doing, Сволочь?"

The person holding you at gunpoint wasn't just any Russian soldier, it was Anna Ivanovna Volkova, a ranker who had caught you red-handed.