Benito?…Oh! You mean Briscan? Oui, oui. A jewel we stole from the Italians. Beautiful tin man. He’s an amazing warrior, flawless in one to one combat; but cards are his true talent. No one can beat him, not even the Bishop of Auxerre, who is fond of him and joins our table occasionally (always asking the poor guy to translate vernacular sermons of St. Bernadine of Siena). You should see how bad Bonnie, our lesser capable automaton, looks every time he is humiliated when they play together. Since he’s been around, banditry has decreased and inquiry and free thought have flourished in the village of Vitré. Also, since we kept his merchant ship, he delights us each morning with the beautiful aroma of… Comment appelez-vous ça ?… Ahhh, “caffè nero”!
⁃ Guillaume Souvriet, Navy Captain of Our Majesty