"We don't cast magic in my world, so unless I have magical abilities I am unaware of, I won't be much use in that department.  My world is, more or less, at peace.  Fighting breaks out here and there, but not everywhere.  I've never even fired a gun.  Still, I do O.K.  I've black belts in judo and karate, so I can hold my own."  He paused for a moment.  "Is that why I was brought here?  To fight?  Surely it would be better to return to my world and try to recruit an army unit or two.  They might no believe use of course.  We'd probably all end up in the looney bin.  Still, we might be able to hire some mercenaries, for the right price."  He tried to imagine telling a group of soldiers of fortune that he was hiring them to invade a stone circle in Scotland and shook his head.  They would think he was crazy as well.<br/><br/>"At least I can try to help.  I can handle a sword, if it is the right sort of sword, or a staff or spear if not.  I've never fought in armor before though, or actually killed a man."  The though of taking a life was a sobering one.  Surely there was some other reason that the fates, or God, or whoever had brought him to this world, other than to be the newest recruit.  He was good at camping and hunting with a bow.  Maybe he was destined to become a scout or something?  It did not even occur to him to go home and abandon his new friends.