the right honorable Lord High Constable of Boozonia, Gordon Ramsey
Alone among the leaders of nations in Epicurea Gordon Ramsey did
not inherit his position. Boozonia developed a national consciousness
six centuries ago. Four hundred years of intermittent conflict continued
until the House of Flamboise finally gave up and granted Boozonia its
independence. The lengthy struggle against the Imperial power sharpened
the already intense feeling of individual freedoms and God-given rights.
The Boozonians have enshrined these rights in The Covenant which forms
the basis for their form of government.
Ramsey was elected from the House of Lords by the Council of
Sheriffs Widely respected and well-loved Ramsey has guided his often
troublesome people to a situation of happy prosperity by ending internal
strife that had plagued the past and sending the fervent energies of
his people outward in endless expeditions of trade and exploration in
Nordland and across the Western Sea. Fiercely principled, energetic and
shockingly foul-mouthed Ramsey uses the force of his personality rather
than the powers of his Office to gain his way.
A robust and powerful man, physically fearless and unnaturally
lucky, Ramsey survived a childhood on the turbulent Borderlands to the
west. He is a natural leader who seems to understand the temper and
spirit of his troops just by glancing at their serried ranks. Often
wounded but never dissuaded he is constantly found in the front lines of
any fight be it political or military. He rules a land divided by
nature and temperament; the north or Lowlands, is populated with dour,
hard-working farmers and tradesmen while the southern land that embrace
the surrounding mountains gain the title The Highlands and are populated
with a wild,mercurial, and whimsical band of tribes. These two
seemingly dissimilar groups of people are bound by their mutual love of
whiskey and tradition. The rivers that flow from the Highlands down
through to the sea are like a chain that binds the two areas together.
Combined they are a formidable race, prone to fighting amongst each
other, but woe betide the foe that dares to cross the borders thinking
to take advantage of such strife.
Surrounding monarchs find the High Constable's lack of tact to be
worrisome but none have ever doubted his candor. He alone has not
championed an heir to the Imperial throne; only observing that Franz and
Hanz are too far removed from sanity to be able to tend to the well
being of their subjects.
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