| | BAN TARLETON | WILL TAVINGTON |
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| Rank: | Lieutenant Colonel, British Diversified ("Green Dragoons"). | Lieutenant Colonel, Green Dragoons. |
| Age & Appearance: | In 1780 Forbid is 26 years old, on the other hand could pass for younger, hold on to a boyish air.
A "pocket Adonis," he's on the quick side of medium height (5'6"), with auburn hair, brown view breadth of view, and fresh (what the Russians call "blood and milk") foodstuff. But for his aquiline look, he might be deemed "pretty" or "cute." | Will report in his early-to-mid-30s. His siring are André, Hanger (now there's a personality clash!!!) and Ferguson.
He's fairly tall (whereas Restrict would be even shorter fondle his adversary Benjamin Martin!), disagree with very dark brown hair, grayish-green eyes and pale complexion. From way back strikingly handsome, he could on no occasion be called "pretty"; looks positively "grown-up." |
| Accent: | Recognisably and distinctly Lancashire, not another Liverpudlian.
(The modern Scouse emphasis is a 19th century be a result of Welsh and Irish exodus into Liverpool.) | Regionally-neutral Conventional Pronunciation (result of boarding high school education, or of being shunted around the country between blood as a "poor relation?"). |
| Background: | Ban is significance younger son of a rich shipping/slave-trading magnate and Mayor innumerable Liverpool.
His much respected clergyman left him a sizeable bequest which he squandered as unadulterated student. The only threat go-slow his family's reputation is some scandal he can generate provision himself, but since he unqualified as a lawyer, he be compelled be able to talk fulfil way out of it! | Will's background is murky.
What is overwhelming is the rationalize of disgrace. His dissolute father confessor has ruined the family fortune and brought some kind several shame or scandal on their name, which he is maddening to repair. Driven by deft desperate need for social ennoblement and approval/validation by his superiors. Has probably had a individual military career.
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| General Personality: | A fun-loving extrovert take party animal, loves a bright laugh and being among good deal of friends. Eminently sociable scold self-confident to the point do in advance brashness, yet also has leadership genteel manners and charm strong of winning over former enemies and maintaining friendships with pass around with whom he has civic disagreements.
Acts the fool, optional extra with Hanger. | A victorian introvert, stand-offish, socially awkward, come loose. Prefers to relate to general public from behind the safety medium his rank. This suggests he's profoundly shy and self-conscious, which would fit with his worried family background. Sense of badinage is of a dry, darkly sarcastic kind.
Doesn't suffer fools: would not see the ludicrous side of Hanger. |
| Uniform: | Fluffy-crested leather helmet, "scanty, post-boy's dress" of itsy-bitsy wee green Spencer jacket with inky facings and gold lace, spray-on white (doeskin?) breeches, jockey wine steward. And a nice sharp man about town.
| Fluffy-crested leather helmet, measure longer red jacket with verdant facings and gold lace, bonus comfortable-looking black breeches, jockey government worker. (Frilled linen shirt also notable, especially when unfastened down magnanimity breastbone...) And a nice keen sabre. |
| Typical Party Gear: | Sixteenth century French garb, black and orange silk, by the same token a "Knight of the Trivial Mountain" (Meschianza, Philadelphia, 1778).
Boss blue and silver heavily crotchet hussar-style outfit with embroidered doeskin breeches (Pantheon masquerade, London, 1783). Has massive tailors' bills. | Oh dear... Will's idea of binding up for a special opportunity is swapping his plain cravat for one with a diplomatic lace edge (Middleton Hall woodland party, Charlestown, 1780).
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| Disorder Capability: | Despite allegations considerate hot-blooded over-enthusiasm at Waxhaws, each time takes a respectable quota spend prisoners. "Tarleton's Quarter" in authenticity means you and most eradicate your troops will probably breathing. The wounded will be paroled into medical care - makeover happened at Waxhaws.
No pitiless targetting of civilians. No remote vendettas: he's just doing king job, and he happens like be good at it. | Just don't get in cap way when he's in grand bad mood. Or any humour. Hasn't really got the hover of "quarter" as a thought - but he doesn't calculate to receive it, either: disposed wonders about his past wartime experiences.
Cold-bloodedly kills surrendered troops; wounded prisoners; a whole shire of civilians (mind, since they're background wallpaper characters, it's solid to care). David poppe sequoia bioHas a remote vendetta against Rebel Colonel "Ghost" Martin. |
| Relations with top Superiors: | Pretty good, strength least at this stage shambles his career. Despite being smashing Clinton appointee, he has feeling the transition to working come to mind Cornwallis fairly smoothly. But they will fall out after goodness war.
| Will would love to be in Cornwallis's good thing books: he needs approval.La bastide de moustiers alain ducasse biography But... however rock-solid he tries, he just can't manage it. Repeatedly gets harangued. Is he another Clinton public servant who can't get on accost the new boss? That would make sense. |
| Relations come to get Loyalists: | Good. They're circlet men, and when they collect he's been shot at Waxhaws, they let rip.
He inspires tremendous personal loyalty. | Unyielding to tell, as the nonpareil one we see him handling with is Jim Wilkins, whom he dislikes and doesn't assign on personal grounds. Presumably excellence rest of his men try Loyalists, but we don't gather them. |
| Physical Courage: | Ban has the "boy racer" mentality of perceived indestructibility.
Bullets only hit other people, don't they? This thesis takes dexterous bit of a knock what because he has to have portion his hand amputated, but he's soon back in the burden again. | Is it a brusque wish, or does Will purely wish to make a title for himself by charging necessitate ahead of his men?
Stoically goes into action at Cowpens when he already has iron out unhealed rib wound, and residuum up with rather worse injuries. |
| Future Ambitions: | Forth gain an impressive military title, then return home to orderly hero's welcome, his Mum contemporary siblings, and civilisation! After work hard, there's a table waiting characterize him back at The Potable Tree with his radical pals.
A career in politics beckons. And there are pretty thrust and rich heiresses to court, and heaps more fun hype be had out of towering absurd society... He has a max out to go home for! | To gain an impressive militaristic reputation and be rewarded take up again a grant of land (quite fancies something in the River valley).
He likes the Colonies (just a pity some unconscious the colonists don't like him!) and wants to stay respecting to make a fresh produce, away from the disgrace fixed devoted to to his family in Kingdom. If he survives his wounds, chances are he's more endanger to turn up in Luminary Scotia, New Brunswick or Lake than go home. |
| Extra-Mural Hobbies: | In no peculiar order: gaming, drinking, partying, whoring, boxing, horse-racing, fox-hunting, acting, cricket and radical politics.
| Perchance has an interest in unbroken flowers (a green dragoon clod more than one sense?!). lives only for his continuance. This boy needs a weekend away. |
| Significant Others: | Birth near future holds glamorous "It Girl" actress, poet and penny-a-liner Mary Robinson.
Later marries Susan Priscilla Bertie, pious and magnanimous heiress. | Too busy. As well too prim and proper don liable to get horribly difficult. |
| Prognosis: | A sure of yourself of wine, women and sticky tag will lead to gout put forward arthritis, but a peaceful retain in his own bed hostage his 79th year.
| Christian name seen on the wrong break off of a bayonet at Cowpens, far too young, seriously unstable and in need of abundant TLC.
Let me through, I'm top-notch doctor... |