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Gambler, swindler, liar, thief – Rosier was born a silver-tongued pauper in a well-populated city slum. Well-versed from birth in the art of deceit and charm, he briefly joined a mercenary band in order to escape the social stratification of his birth city, managing to avoid most difficult tasks by sweet-talking his way out of them.
In reality, behind his well-practiced tall tales he is not much more than a coward with delusions of grandeur. He’s truthfully quite easily flustered and embarrassed by his own melodramatic antics, but if there's anything that he's genuinely good at, it is lying. He has long since mastered the art of masking his apprehensions in order to maintain his façade of the tortured romantic.
Currently he travels with Rysline and Lorur as a bodyguard to the former and an insufferably dry-witted and pompous foil to the latter. Although neither quite believe his claims of being an exiled prince (an understatement; to put it bluntly, they are well aware that he's full of shit), his underworld connections and solid (albeit shady) business sense make him useful enough that they don’t bother questioning it.
