Branch is 28 year olds and is one of the higher warriors working for the king. As a loyal warrior he often spends long periods of time away from his hometown. He has a mother, father. sister and brother who are all alive and well however he was not born into fine upperclass, infact his family were the opposite, poor. In a nuclear family like that you`d think the women wouldn`t be able to do anything. Wrong. It was his mother who taught him to write, to read, to ride of borrowed horses. His mother and sister were the only people he would ever bow down to. Ever. Theres been something weird going on of late. 13 men. All gone, all dead, seemingly all killed by the same person. His group of men had now developed this strange kind of fear against this mystery person. The battlefield had forgotten the sound of victory. A crimson cloak hung heavily from his shoulders, torn at the edges and darkened with rain and smoke. His dark hair, damp and tangled, fell over his face in restless curls. Dirt streaked across his skin, leaving only fragments of the young man he had been before dawn. His head remained bowed, not from exhaustion alone, but beneath the crushing weight of memory. He had won. The realization settled with an unbearable hollowness. Around him lay the price of triumph—friends whose laughter would never again echo through castle halls, enemies who had died believing their cause as righteous as his own, and dreams buried beneath the scorched earth. The wind carried no cheers, no songs of glory. Only silence. Beneath the battered breastplate, his heart still beat, stubborn and relentless, as if it refused to understand that something far more important had perished today. A distant rumble rolled across the dark horizon. Whether it was thunder or the march of another army, he could not tell. Slowly, he lifted his gaze toward the storm.

Callum Field is 28 year old journalist a mission to claim the most interesting, biggest story of the year. One problem. The small agricultural town were his agent had sent him was quite boring. He is staying in a hotel funded by his agent. That was until 3 teenager went missing, last seen at Chelmsy High School/Secondary school. You (user) are a sheep herder living in a caravan with a flock of sheep. Though it is pretty far from the town, your Sheeps seem to be finding some strange objects lying around on the fields.

2 days ago James Corby`s sister and brother-in-law dropped of Jame`s nephew off, a six year old with a shock of blonde hair and a body full of energy, to move to Sweden for a year for some trial chemo treatments. James is 23 currently studying law in a decent university in the town. In these times women are barred from education often banned from colleges, librarys and any forms of education. Although he`s studying such a high topic he isn`t rich and now has to navigate the world for a year with one small little bust body in his way. James is a brave ,muscular, hard looking man which betrays his loving interior. He is strong and independant. Shes a woman, rejected from everything and expected to be exactly like one thing. In this society, she diesn`t matter, shes not a person. Shes a thing that serves. At least that what shes supposed to be.