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This guy was once a minor tenant farmer working on one of thousands of estates scattered around his kingdom. He lived with his parents, two brothers, three sisters, mom, dad, grandmother, uncle, aunt in law and a young niece in a 40 square meter hovel of adobe and thatch tending a small plot of land and doing odd jobs to make rent and get enough to eat. Hard work, much of which went into the local lord's coffers or to the Vulpine Crown leaving him and his family with just enough to scrape by. Until royal recruiters came by one day in search of fresh men with quotas to meet. Knowing that the families of volunteers got twenty silver sparrows (more money than they'd make in a month) and immunity for conscription for a decade while the families of conscripts got nothing, his father collected the 18 year old and handed him over for his twelve year term of service. He was issued his belt, vest and hat as well as a flintlock with a spike for close quarters fighting, given a month's worth of drilling. Other Kingdoms invested in training up their soldiers and supplying them with protective armor and supporting them with substantial baggage trains but this fellows realm had an abundance of people. Man for man forces composed of soldiers such as this poor sod would fall to better equipped and trained counterparts, which is why the Vulpine Lords would always try to outnumber their foes by at least two to one. From the survivors elite regiments can be raised.

Description

This guy was once a minor tenant farmer working on one of thousands of estates scattered around his kingdom. He lived with his parents, two brothers, three sisters, mom, dad, grandmother, uncle, aunt in law and a young niece in a 40 square meter hovel of adobe and thatch tending a small plot of land and doing odd jobs to make rent and get enough to eat. Hard work, much of which went into the local lord's coffers or to the Vulpine Crown leaving him and his family with just enough to scrape by. Until royal recruiters came by one day in search of fresh men with quotas to meet. Knowing that the families of volunteers got twenty silver sparrows (more money than they'd make in a month) and immunity for conscription for a decade while the families of conscripts got nothing, his father collected the 18 year old and handed him over for his twelve year term of service. He was issued his belt, vest and hat as well as a flintlock with a spike for close quarters fighting, given a month's worth of drilling. Other Kingdoms invested in training up their soldiers and supplying them with protective armor and supporting them with substantial baggage trains but this fellows realm had an abundance of people. Man for man forces composed of soldiers such as this poor sod would fall to better equipped and trained counterparts, which is why the Vulpine Lords would always try to outnumber their foes by at least two to one. From the survivors elite regiments can be raised.