A series of singers and strummers, summarily simple and sinuous, subsisting with singularly spectacular song-stylings.
I've sat on this one for long enough. Feel free to fill in the gaps.
First Impression: a weedy military man
"Getting their attention is easy, you just need to hold it. But that doesn't concern you. Just make sure it's quick, then move on. You'll know when I wink."
Come you Masters of War...Thirty generals, some of them effective and popular with their men, others anything but.
An elfin warrior from a fallen house.
Also known as Moon the Loon, Goon Beard, and Who?
Do me a favor, stay dead this time.
An agent of the Vatican, Father Titus is one of it's highest ranking and most effective special agents.
Sisters raised in the aviation business, for use in a modern setting
Call me "Creature", lostling, half-dragon of the planes; ie Corporal John Hearthfeld, Esq. - Assassin/ Enforcer "Rat-snake" .
Starts with scene excerpts, followed by working notes, ends with actual used Character Sheet data.
A stern matron, 1950's pinup and failed protector against nuclear winter.
Her first contact will be on a laptop or mobile unit of some kind. The text "Can you help me?" will be written all over the screen.
Ms. Carlyle has made her presence known.
A Revised and improved collection of scallywags, scoundrels, and nautical ne'er do wells.
"Who would make such a thing?"
'I can't go back to yesterday, I was a different person then' ~ Mad Alice
Hailing from a long line of brewers, Stout has given up the life of the beer-maker for the life of the Adventurer-Upon-Return
Sometimes what begins as a Fairy Tale can end in misery. The tale of Celsia Frostblossom is testament to this.
Honor is in the Eye of the Beholder
Aging Queen Seeking Her Successor
Jacob Latris was a Taurian immigrant to Obstaria. Now he is a man who has severed his connections to sanity long ago, and is searching for something that probably doesn't exist.
A thin, dainty old woman with a love of both gardening and the physical suffering of others.
The Chinese, when attacking a castle or fort, flew kites over the city wall and used the length of string it took to get it there as a measurement to know how far they had to dig a tunnel to get under the wall.