Celegwast

LORD: [Retired Commander] Sir Godwin Henfax: [HGT: 5ft, 3in; WGT: 175 lbs] An elderly man, balding at the crown with mutton chops and a fading red handlebar moustache and a monocle as thick as a deck of cards. He has two dueling scars on the same cheek and no head hair. He comes from the "extremely loyal to the crown and extremely stern with anyone who isn't" school of thought. Used to love riding, misses it. Owns a stable of prize war horses. DRESSED IN: gray riding boots, a silk orange sash, white pants, and a faded black officer's uniform. POSSESSIONS: jar of glue, silver-shod quarterstaff, cloth sack with precious stones (tourmaline - 3ea worth 206gp) and (bloodstone - 1ea worth 455gp). ARMS & ARMOR: longsword (wSK), rapier (wK, +1 init)

"In wars, pity not the men for they are armed and honored for their sacrifice. Pity the horses, for we are their gods, and they know not what they do. Dumb and defenseless, their wages are fear and death."

HENFAX WAR CHEST: Banded mail armor +2 [made of silver] --- Halberd +1 [the blade is made of mithril and has a wood handle] --- GEMS [2 each]: Chalcedony (37gp) --- JEWELRY: Silvery Gemmed Goblet (558gp) --- GEMS [3 each]: Jade (47gp) --- JEWELRY: Silvery Gemmed Coronet (783gp) --- Kryss +1 with a +3 against witches (hag destruction) [the blade is made of mithril with a leather grip] --- GEMS [2 each]: Sardonyx Quartz (50gp) --- GEMS [2 each]: Eye Agate (3gp) --- GEMS [2 each]: Deep Blue Spinel (296gp) --- JEWELRY: Golden Buckle (231gp) --- JEWELRY: Silvery Gold Buckle (264gp) --- JEWELRY: Silver Goblet (213gp) --- A ORANGE CLOTH POUCH CONTAINING: 32gp / 67sp / 6,500cp

It is said that the Henfax family fortune was half-spent improving Verres and paying off the debts of its citizens. 

ESTATE GUARD: [Thane Knight] Dame Beatrix Henfax: [HGT: 5ft, 11in; WGT: 190 lbs] Long reddish gold hair and a stern disposition, she is a master of riding and a dame of letters. She contributes to a respectable quarterly circular sold mostly in Cloverview. DRESSED IN: brown fur riding boots, and a dark-blue and orange dress. POSSESSIONS: deer jerky (4 ea), map of the hunting grounds, clay mug. ARMS & ARMOR: heavy warhammer (w+2S, AP2, Slow 1), longbow (wSK), chain mail armor, rapier (wK, +2 aim)

1 - Montaveron Public House [1,259gp] Bartender: Sampson Montaveron: [HGT: 4ft, 8in; WGT: 120 lbs] A man with two broken legs and arms like tree trunks. He is a veteran, and a collector of swords.  DRESSED IN: fur stockings, dark-green pants, light-brown skullcap, and a black silk tunic. POSSESSIONS: potato, silk handkerchief.

Sampson will arm wrestle you for 5g a time (8d). If you win, you drink free all week.

Roll contested Body for Width in points. First one to 4 points wins. Sampson's sets count as 1 Higher for purposes of spoiling. 

9 - Twa Corby Provisioners [1,479gp] Merchant: Maximillian Cambreadth: [HGT: 5ft, 8in; WGT: 180 lbs] He's a fast talker with a ratlike face. He sings a good war-chant though, and his shit-talk about the enemy was beloved in his regiment of old.  DRESSED IN: brown sandals, gray pants, green cap, and a brown tunic. POSSESSIONS: deck of playing cards, dagger, small cloth bag with 7cp, small wooden box with precious stones (rich purple corundum - 1ea worth 149gp).

Dawn has broke, the time has come
Move Your Feet to the Marching Drum
Gryphon claws the blood red bone
Fight to Keep this Land Your Own
Sound the horn and call the cry
How Many of Them Can We Make Die!

Maximillian will play cards with you for a 20% off coupon. It is a game of wit and intrigue. Roll Charm+Fascinate vs 7d. 

Yakko was Max's protege, he was a midget with an acid wit and a particular eye for the absurd and vulgar. This little chap would have entire companies of knights in stitches with his ribald monologues, and as the fire died, his guitar would move the men to think of home, and weep for the glory of their cause. 

Last he heard, Yakko took a job in Daleview as Lord Castellan McKee's court bard at Aegremonth. This was about a year ago. The trip is only ten miles, but as a shopkeeper he doesn't really take vacations. 

18 - The Henfax-Verres Ranch [2,348gp] Stablemaster: Sarah: [HGT: 6ft, 9in; WGT: 280 lbs] A dependable woman who inherited horns from her father, and so does her best to live virtuously. DRESSED IN: black riding boots, white pants, and a blue shirt. POSSESSIONS: small knife, hollyhock (2 oz), concealed pouch with precious stones (chrysoprase - 2ea worth 487gp) and (zircon - 3ea worth 152gp).

29 - Cloverview's Finest Leathers [325gp] Craftsman: Leofing Fayneman: [HGT: 6ft, 9in; WGT: 280 lbs] Leo to his friends, Mr. Fayneman to his customers, he has golden mutton chops and an easy grin.   DRESSED IN: tan boots, red/white striped pants, leather cap, and a grey shirt. POSSESSIONS: silver spoon, promissory note, owed by Lord Henfax (476 gp), belladonna (7 oz), blackjack.

47 - The Cozy Jackal (6sp per night)  [2,715gp] Inn Keeper: Miles Everdon: [HGT: 6ft, 9in; WGT: 280 lbs] A part-time trapper, his lodge is decked in many furs. The accommodations are basic, but the folk are friendly and there's always a hot pot of spiced wine ready. DRESSED IN: black fur boots, blue kilt, yellow tricorne hat, dark-greenish brown cloak, and a gray doublet. POSSESSIONS: vial of deer urine, concealed pouch with 7cp, belt pouch with precious stones (freshwater pearl - 3ea worth 378gp), hunting knife

49 - The Old Quartermaster's [930gp] QM: Wulfstan "Wulfie" Barker: [HGT: 7ft, 2in; WGT: 350 lbs] Wulfie is the kind of person who joined the army to loot corpses. It is said that there's a field-marshal's baton in every footman's knapsack; Wulfie's generally consisted of two warehouses, complete with said batons, other armies' uniforms, golden teeth, other petty valuables and several kilos of boots, some of them still occupied. Despite this, he is quite honest about the big things (at least, the ones too heavy to lift) and is regarded as someone that you can trust with your life, although you'd be daft to trust him with a silver dollar. DRESSED IN: dark-green boots, gray pants, and a light-red fancy shirt. POSSESSIONS: brass tacks (2 ea), personal ledger, carrot.

3 - The Fraternal Order of Men-At-Arms [Citizen's Militia Oversight & Training] ADJUTANT GENERAL: Mr. Gamel Furnace: [HGT: 4ft, 8in; WGT: 120 lbs] A man not much taller than a midget, very neat, shining clean, with sparkling little boots, brown hair gleaming and plastered down severely, with a center parting. His head seems slightly larger than his thin body. He wears a pair of spectacles dangling from a black ribbon. He is as bland as unsalted butter and a strict adherent to rules and regulations. Beneath his plain exterior lies the heart of a lion. DRESSED IN: black patent shoes, gray trousers, white shirt, gray overcoat. POSSESSIONS: small portrait of the King, pocket dictionary.

STRATEGIC MILITIA COMMANDER: [Imperial High Command Liaison] Dame Acelina Albyn: [HGT: 5ft, 1in; WGT: 150 lbs] A blonde, wiry woman who usually seems bored or irritated. At least in theory, her job is to coordinate with all militias and make sure all field commands are informed of their orders. This has never yet been required, except once as a formality during a plague / fire incident 20 years ago. DRESSED IN: black shoes, dark-gray pants, and a forest-green shirt. POSSESSIONS: small slip of parchment, bread, whistle, cloth sack with 8cp. ARMS & ARMOR: battle axe (w+2K, Slow 1), plate mail armor, kite shield

SERGEANT-AT-ARMS: [Chapter Master] Cassandra Engracia Serche: [HGT: 5ft, 3in; WGT: 160 lbs] Keeper of the militia chapter records. Another position that would mean anything if there was more than one. She feels the gentry are holding onto their power by resisting militias at the expense of the kingdom's interests. DRESSED IN: black shoes, a black belt, and a light-red plain dress. POSSESSIONS: sealed letter from a prince, The Tempest holy symbol, cloth sack with 5sp. ARMS & ARMOR: heavy warhammer (w+2S, AP2, Slow 1), heavy plate mail armor

LIEUTENANT COMMANDER: [Training Specialist] Henry Holland: [HGT: 4ft, 3in; WGT: 90 lbs] A midget who, despite his handicap, has an eye for training and a commanding tone perfectly suited to the task. It's his job to train the officers of militias so that they can train the troops. He occasionally travels to Cardigan, but otherwise is unoccupied. DRESSED IN: black fur boots, light-red pants, and a dark-gray doublet. POSSESSIONS: cigars (6). ARMS & ARMOR: rapier (wK, +2 Aim), chain mail armor, target shield

The FOMA is Imperial High Command's division in charge of training, coordinating, and ordering citizen militias. At present, its only decisive success has been Chalantion's militia, which was created 150 years ago. Most barons seem slow to accept the idea of an armed and trained populace for some reason. Normally, knights serving under a baronial regiment recruit, train, and equip soldiery to support their household colors. A militia can draw larger numbers and better training, but it's thought to undermine the military role of the gentry. This has made the FOMA officers and their families less than popular at court.