but a definite blare that comes in handy for dressing down unruly servants, insubordinate junior officers, and of course as a last ditch means of intimidating men who might otherwise put a sword through me. Part of the art of survival as a coward is not letting things get to the point where that cowardice is exposed. If you can bluster your way through dangerous situations it’s all to the good, and a fine shouting voice helps immensely.
