What great fun. Considering Freiherr von Lutzen's past support, I'm surprised that he also didn't provide one or two ex-Imperial German army "instructors" (ex-Freikorps, no doubt.
Oh indeed...
His relatives are still due on the boat from Germany... Have you seen Empress' Freikorps figures...?
Just to drop the 'fourth wall' for a moment... The 'Baron de Loutson' is based on a real person locally (well, one person and his German granddad from the mid-1800s). I was going to based the character purely on the granddad (the 1st Baron), as he was an East Prussian noble and officer of the Leib-Husaren, who arrived from Germany in the mid-1800s having eloped with the daughter of Lord Milford of Picton Castle, who he met while undertaking a Grand Tour in Rome. Lord Milford was far from upset and welcomed him into the family with the gift of Slebech Castle. A renowned and popular 'nutter', he filled Slebech Estate with wolves and bears for hunting and eventually became CO of the Pembrokeshire Yeomanry, who he then drilled using the Prussian cavalry manual! The family name was also made less Germanic by changing the 'Von' to a 'De'.
When I saw the Hinterland models, I just HAD to re-write history and bring the 1st Baron forward by 80 years or so into the 1930s. However... During my research, I discovered that the grandson of the Baron was a leading-light in the deeply odd 'English Mistery' movement of the 1930s! This discovery was too good to be true, so I combined the two characters into one fictitious person. However, I changed the family name, as the grandson left his dodgy political past behind him by the outbreak of WW2, was commissioned into the Welsh Guards and was then killed in Italy in 1944, so his family deserve not to have all this nonsense pop up when his name is googled...
I was also surprised to discover that a man I know at my local is a nephew of Oswald Mosely (his father married a 'Mitford Girl' and was therefore brother-in-law to Mosely, who was a fairly regular visitor until disgraced)... Another bit of local history to weave into the nonsense...