Yeh, that's all well and good but have you ever burped a really bad one into your bevoir? It...lingers.
My bevoir is irreplaceable however, as once i have spilled water into it providing i don't go glub and drown, I can blow really good raspberries in it against the damp metal that carry all the way across the field.
Back to the subject in hand...Lydi, if you volunteer to be a squire you will have to be up to hauling around quantities of heavy whiffy kit, and doing up recalcitrant buckles that completely B***cks up your fingers, and dealing with grumpy old gits fresh off the field. Speaking as one such git, not good. My suggestion is plead for a wooden longbow and train to arch. We need more-lots more- archers.
Or drummers, not got loads of them. Or banner-bearers. But not a squire...
LOOK, sorry lads stop whining, it's getting unfair!