Captain

« The people within the stockade stared wildly at that dread emblem ; then all eyes turned up toward the tower, where the master of the fort stood somberly, his cloak whipping about him in the wind. (...) A glance below showed him that the massive gates had been closed, and that the captain of his men-at-arms, gleaming in steel, was directing his men to their stations, some to the ledges, some to the lower loop-holes. He was massing his main strength along the western wall, in the midst of which was the gate. »

Robert E. Howard - The Black Stranger