On soft duty in five-ways after several months on what might be best called the 'front' in the south, where he was 'trying to stop nobles strangling each other with their cravats and the navy from ascending up their own arses'. Specialist in making sure that the fighters have something to eat, something to wear and something to hit the enemy with. Often seen wandering into the bar with the latest thing a recruit has tried to sneak into their kit bag (you get one sack, nothing that glows).