"Ha, I'd not disparage the common crossbow were I you!" Velaquo laughed. "Maester Belomas, surely you have seen the plans for the repeater used in the free cities? Once we dispose of those Mummers, consider re-arming."
Alas, the nobles assigned him Piper - a rowdy bastard, but then, Velaquo was used to those, had gutted a few too rowdy ones, and led those who could spare their rowdiness for legitimate foes at most times. They shook hands - and, as expected, 'Rowdy' tried to crush his hand. For certain, strength was one factor - the other was to know where to squeeze. Slightly prior to making him wince, Velaquo let go without embarrassing the man, slapped his shoulder, and turned to the men, examining their armaments, and asking Piper: "I see what they have - but what arms can they use?"