I was born in the year of our Lord 1601, the third son of Sir Johnathan Nathanial Pymm Esq, of Bramshott Manor in Hampshire, I entered university at Cambridge but the halls of academia were too tedious and, as I was not the oldest surviving son and due to inherit,  I left these shores to fight, initially in Bohemia, then for the Danes and finally for Gustavus Aldolphus and all for the protestant faith as well as  to learn the skills of a military gentleman. I fought for the cause and learned my trade fighting at Vienna, Sablat, Prague, Bergan-op-zoom, Lutter and Breitenfeld. Then came the disastrous battle of Lutzen where King Aldolphus was killed.

I decided to see more of the world and offered my military services to other, preferably living, employers. This took me to Venice and service with the Doge’s Dalmatia guard. Three years ago I decided that I had been too long from England and started back. On the way I took service with an old comrade, Bernhard of Saxe-Weimar  with my last battle being at Compiegne. Once back in England I visited my fathers grave, drank with my brother who was now Lord of the Manor, and then continued my travels during which time I fell in with the Marcher Stuarts. My offer of service was taken up and I decided to stay as the surgeon daughter had caught my eye. As my offer for her hand was accepted by her father I have decided to stay with the Marchers, especially in these troubled times.