Broken Lances

Mutineer mercenaries of the Marrow Lances who sold the contract mid-swing — armoured, drilled, and now pointed at you.

These are not road-rabble: they are trained company men in real harness who decided the better coin was on the other side. A swordsman fights in disciplined iron; a reaver hits the flank. They keep formation, they don't break easy, and they know exactly how the guard you hired is supposed to move — because last season they were that guard.