<strong>Rose Ironshield</strong><br/><br/>"We are bastards one and all scribe, I care not what shame of birth made you think you deserved to hide from your duties." Rose said bluntly, the country smith's speech patterns showing through.  "I was told there were five of us and that we arrived close together. Only you linger behind with us. If you want more of an answer, you best reply before I drag you into the tomb by your ear!"