Marvyn Kayne
Marvyn rode in front of the vanguard, a force of men he had spent the last half of his life molding into a deadly and revered fighting force. The center of the forces were all armed with standard short swords and shield. Along side Marvyn at the front of the vanguard, rides a well trained group of horse archers, aptly called "The Wake" a term used for a flock of feeding vultures. The wake also includes the hounds, trained to attack and heel at Marvyn's command. When the vanguard charges, Marvyn and the wake splinter off to the outer flanks to provide support and try and smash through the enemy flank. The left and right battalions are divided into three main divisions. Archers in the back, mixed with both long-bowmen and crossbowmen, who also equipped with short swords and shields strapped to their backs. The center of the forces are the two largest portions of the Lashton army, consisting of pike-men, axe-men, long and short Swords-men, all brandishing a Hawk somewhere on their armor. "The Steel-Hawks" are the Lashton knights, in steel armor and equipped with poleaxes and a sword and shield. Two small scout parties ride in front of both flanks as well as two rear guard, and two side-guard, each having a mix of horse archers and cavalry.
Along with Marvyn rode Lord Lashton and his squires as well as the other ranking members of the Lashton forces as they left the town in front of the Lashton Castle. Among this group this included the young knight new to the Lashton forces, Ser Waxley. Marvyn had heard a little of the lad's deed's and was excited to test the boy's mettle.
"Ser Waxley, I sure hope you experienced with a bow, as you'll be riding with me and The Wake today!" He excitedly shouted tossing the young knight a bow and quiver. Next to Lyonel rode Cor, Marvyn's young apprentice/prodigy. Though still lacking the experience, the boy had shown a knack for leadership, and Marvyn believed him destined to be a great commander. Turning to Cor, Marvyn began again.
"I hope you're feeling brave today lad! I'm putting you in command of the Steel-hawks." Marvyn explained with pride. He had spent countless hours with the boy grooming for command. Cor would be as essential to Radford as Marvyn had been to his forefathers. Despite the boy's age, Marvyn had no doubt he could command the knights. Radford had shown great prowess and ferocity in combat, and an eagerness to display his skill. To match this, Marvyn had put him in charge of the outer guard/scouts, putting him in charge of the front-lines of defense. Turning his dear friend with a sly grin on his face, Marvyn couldnt help but get a little excited for the battle ahead.
"Do you think Lord Ryger knows we're coming for his head?" Marvyn asked visibly delighted by the thought of finally vanquishing a longtime foe.
