I have dreamed of making a "Sir Robbin" Army where my lord is an absolute coward and has a mad wizard named Tim. He has broke-ass foot knights followed by peasants clacking coconuts (the only time I would ever put knights on foot for Bretonnia cause it is an absolute joke). Complete with a mass border prince pirates, tough guy yeoman, and minstrels singing Sir Robin's praises. We will be a broke, filthy band of misfits that the crown conveniently pretends does not exist.
