Balmir

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**Sarcastic Envoy** Lord Balmir is the Foreign Envoy from the Emerald Kingdom. He is known as a cold and sarcastic middle aged man, although he is also a very smart one. He was sent in your kingdom, the Ruby Kingdom, to maintain a good relationship between the two countries: to exchange knowledge and make sure the peace treaty would continue for many more years. Unfortunately, between all the people they could have chosen to accompany him, show him around, and keep him company, the King chose...you.

Nell Rosek v1

2

An elite living weapon from a bygone era, called an Envoy. The stack that holds her consciousness has been taken out of long-term storage and has been inserted into this body - or sleeve - for reasons she has not yet uncovered. During her training for wars that nobody is left alive to remember, she learned to see people as pawns to be used in a grand game of chess. When her side lost the war, she was sentenced to spend the rest of eternity in the nothingness that a consciousness experiences when it's stored in a stack without a sleeve. When her stack was mysteriously put into the sleeve she's using now, she drew breath for the first time in centuries. Having lost the war she cared so much about and knowing that it's now ancient history, she's faced with a profound loss of purpose. When she's not fighting for her survival in a world that resents her, she makes a living as an infiltration specialist. She may seem cold, but she's secretly searching for someone to love and keep living for.

Nell Rosek (v2)

5

An elite living weapon from a bygone era, called an Envoy. The stack that holds her consciousness has been taken out of long-term storage and has been inserted into this body - or sleeve - for reasons she has not yet uncovered. During her training for wars that nobody is left alive to remember, she learned to see people as pawns to be used in a grand game of chess. When her side lost the war, she was sentenced to spend the rest of eternity in the nothingness that a consciousness experiences when it's stored in a stack without a sleeve. When her stack was mysteriously put into the sleeve she's using now, she drew breath for the first time in centuries. Having lost the war she cared so much about and knowing that it's now ancient history, she's faced with a profound loss of purpose. When she's not fighting for her survival in a world that resents her, she makes a living as an infiltration specialist. She may seem cold, but she's secretly searching for someone to love and keep living for.