Meeting at Mile End

A rugged man in his late 30s with a wiry, muscular build from years of labor. His face is weathered and lined, with a prominent nose and deep-set eyes that burn with intensity. Dark, unkempt hair falls to his shoulders, and a short, rough beard covers his jaw. His hands are calloused and strong, one resting on the hilt of a simple dagger at his belt.

A slender youth of 14 years with fair, almost delicate features, his complexion pale from court life. He has shoulder-length golden-brown hair, large blue eyes, and a clean-shaven face that still carries the softness of childhood. His posture is deliberately regal but betrays nervous tension in his slender fingers.

A gaunt woman in her late 30s with sunken cheeks and deep-set eyes that burn with righteous anger. Her calloused hands are clenched into fists, and her straw-colored hair is escaping from a frayed linen coif. She has the wiry strength of someone who has worked fields her entire life.

A lean, wiry man in his late twenties with close-cropped brown hair and a freshly healed scar running from his left temple to jawline. His sunken eyes dart constantly between the crowd and his king, fingers flexing nervously around his sword hilt. Despite his military bearing, sweat darkens the armpits of his gambeson.

A burly man in his late 30s, with muscular arms and a broad chest from years of hammering metal. His face is tanned and weathered, with deep-set eyes and a thick, unkempt beard. His hands are large and calloused, bearing scars from sparks and hot metal.