Explorer, hunter, fortune seeker. Impeccably dressed with a big waxed mustache.

THE premier explorer, cartographer, and hunter of the frontier. Heir to the Thistlebrook fortune in patents for war machines. Father holds a few patents for war forged technology. Rosenbrand spends his days delving as deep into the frontier as his oft doomed guides will dare to go, always looking for the next big beast to fell, or ruin to explore. He’s flippant about his heritage and much more interested in defining his own legacy as a capable adventurer. While adept, the frequency with which he “misplaces” his guides (i.e. gets them killed) is indicative of his deeper failings - self absorbed, arrogant, and ambitious, Rosenbrand will leave anyone in the jaws of death if it means saving the take, or saving his ass.