Rogueries
We're hesitant to associate this section with Ravenrook Ltd. It can't be doubted but an Advocate worth his retainer would advise against it. Disclaimers aside, the joys of life don't all take place on the cleanest of streets. Somewhere there's a pub where the ale's cold, the lasses warm and the two fellows you just sat down between are your new best friends. And this corner is for them.

Foremost, so I can continue my fondest associations, let it be stated for the record that a number of the finest 'rogues' I've known happened to wear petticoats and corsets--and carry a blade while doing it. So let's not get our knickers in a knot and please give me back my beer.

Now that we're all friends again, the single most important trait for a rogue is an appreciation for scrapes, or at least the situations that lead to them, and under those situations the single most important skill is knowing how to handle a blade. So let's start off with a plug for the Academia della Spada where the Noble Art lives on.

Kindly keep your eye on this space for the finest information regarding not necessarily finest of passtimes, company and enterprises.

Among the assorted and sordid associations which have led our fine company astray perhaps the most far-fetched and flung is Goode's Company of Foote. Privateers on land? Say what you may but the trained band of Shepshetshire, ancestral seat of the Ravenrook baronets, marches on with every scrap of dignity it can muster and is never ashamed to scrape up an additionals scrap or two on the way. Even if the lads get carried away from time to time, the sergeant maintains a modicum of order and the rest is strictly off the record.

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