I am Beau Daniel Bozard.

I was born in the summer of the year of our Lord 1422, three months before the child Henry VI ascended the throne. I grew up serving a household in the area just South of York. All the fathers and men of our village served under the Flag of Henry the V, and now serve under Henry VI.

My father, Johan Francis Bozard, was no exception. Having the rank of Sergeant afforded my father great local respect and gave my 2 sisters and I the ability to be tutored in reading and writing, while I was also trained in simple map reading. Maps became a great fascination to me as did the sword and bow.

In 1429, at the age of 7, I accompanied my father to Patay and the French front were my father’s life was taken in battle. I became a ward and servant to my fathers company. In 1430, most likely as a result of Christian charity for me, I became apprenticed to my father’s Lieutenant, Jean Clarke.

I was witness to the capture of Joan of Arc that same year. Lt. Clarke became my greatest teacher and advanced my knowledge of tactics, as well as my skills with the sword and more particularly, the bow.

In 1438, I was officially let go as an apprentice and became a soldier in my own right. I followed Lt. Clarke into the service of John Talbot. In 1440, Talbot and his army managed to capture Harfleur. The siege and subsequent battle in the town was very costly, taking the lives of many, including Lt. Clarke. I was then assigned to a new unit of 20, commanded by a young Vintenar named Anton of Ravenwood. The next two years were chaotic with many skirmishes, battles and raids. During this time, Anton grew to trust my judgment, my bow and my ability to create strategies in stressful situations. We did, in fact, grow to become friends.

In 1442, Anton was given his first 100, and I was given the rank of Sergeant, still in the service of his command.

In 1444, came the Truce of Tours and what seemed like the end to my military service, as we were at peace with France. I took the opportunity to travel home and re-acquaint myself with a more “civil” society. It was then that I met Katharine, the woman who was to steal my heart, and so I took her to wife. To earn our keep, I became the local garrison’s commander.

In 1445, my son Jean was born (named for Lt. Clarke), and life seemed to be calm and mundane. I missed the excitement and the honor of the battlefield. In the spring of 1448, I received word from now Captain Anton that he was forming a Free Company and wished my service. I gladly agreed and moved my family to France in the service of the Archers of Ravenwood. I was promoted to the rank of Lieutenant, and remain loyal to my duties within the greatest Archers Free Company ever to form.