John T. Bones

The highly disliked bar-keep of the White Hart, from 1768 until his not-so-untimely death in 1774. He enjoyed drinking ale, fighting with punters, and raping the bar-maid. A most unpleasant fellow, he spent most hours of each day getting rip-roaring drunk before opening to the public in mid-afternoon. He made the air more malodorous than that of your usual 18th century watering hole, due to the fact that he was passed out in the dirt-floored cellar most nights. This was where he met his blood-soaked end, by a pewter tankard in the hands of his most unfortunate, violated barmaid, Marianna.