[hider=Shak Teel, The tounge of Halsen]
Name: Shak Teel

[hider=Appearance][img]http://i.imgur.com/M6m3WoG.jpg[/img][/hider]

Age: 36

Known for: He is good with his tounge and mind, making him a fearful opponent in arguments. He helped the lord of Halsen many times, in exchange chunks of land, making him a big lanlord.

Secret: -Secret-

Skills: Sly,Knows people well,Cowardly

Motto: "One is worth nothing without the cunning of a fox."[/hider]

[hider=Halsen]
Name of the Province: Halsen

Name of your liege: Lord Robert of the Wolf House

Position: Halsen Valley, an enormous open grasslands, bordered with thick forests, lies near the heart of the empire. It is to Southwest of the Capital province, and takes up most of the land until the Moor, marking the last province and border.The capital, Halsenberg lies in the middle of the valley, overlooking anything happening in the area.

Speciality: Halsen people are of a simple mind, but determined. Whether it is the farmers, or the craftsmen that live in Halsen, they all do their jobs to the best. Stubborn to do only what they see the fit, they are mostly perfectionists.

History: A fertile grassland in the valley of Halsen, it's hostory goes back to the beginning of the times. Many of the first people to live in these lands settled here, finding an abundance of food and wood. After time, mayn more came and soon the Valley became populated by thousands of souls. Smaller settlements traded with each other, until almost every settlement became allies. Around these times people from the Savage lands took people from Halsen as war slaves. After years of chaos, Halsen deided to join the Empire in order to bring end to the madness. Soon the Empire rid Halsen of the savages. There was peace once again. Time passed and the settlements became towns. These towns had more and more people who did jobs to supply farmers. But unstatisfied with the conditions, they made the Master's guild. They united all the towns, and began the construction of Hallsenberg. This city is now the capital of the Halsen province. A massive, hulking city, which is only outmatched by the Capital. Giant golden wheatfields all around, and the best Craftsman housed inside, it supplies most of the food and leather products for the kingdom. But some are unstatisfied with the conditions, and those with great minds often leave to the Pale Moors in seek of knowledge. This makes a constant conflict between the two regions, and past events make it even worse. [/hider]