Thirty more princesses, this time with an insect/small creature theme.

Thirty farmers, from the happy to the grumpy, the serf to the squire.

From [30 Police Officers]

5- Captain Cautious
This officer will wait for backup and will only advance if fully equipped and briefed. Always errs on the side of caution. Not the most popular man on the force, as others get hurt while he is suiting up.

22. Creepy Little Dead Girl
A staple of every zombie movie, the CLDG appears to be a normal girl around the age of 6 years. This zombie rocks quietly nibbling on a piece of human flesh until someone comes close enough that it can attack. Like a land mine, the CLDG can infect one opponent before fleeing or being destroyed.

12. Deacon Rogue from [30 Brigands]

No one knows this former Holy Man's name as he forsook the church and the cloth for some reason. Most suspect heresy, and the Deacon's combat skills with the warhammer and glaive persuade them not to ask too closely. A guarded and quiet man filled with unholy rage.

13. Princess of Lovebirds
by Wulfhere
This princess is determined to arrange love matches for all around her. Her schemes cause endless chaos for the servants and courtiers, as she attempts to manipulate them into one romantic situation after another.

21. Mermaid's Husband

This pirate has some sort of odd trinket he claims came from his mermaid wife. It is likely a ring of shell or some other trinket or bauble. Oddly, this pirate is able to stay underwater far longer than he should. The trinket gives him the ability to breath underwater so long as he is true to his aquatic wife.

Shababa sat sadly in a corner, tears falling from her yellow eyes and dripping from her tusks. 'All I want to do is be a dancing girl, it's not my fault that the Gods made me an Orc. Why is eveyone so narrow minded?'

Some people think that the Vénat are harmless, helpless, charming creatures. Despite their small size and gauzy wings, they are anything but. You underestimate them at your peril.

Thirty systems of justice-or the most rank injustice, in some cases.

Thirty slaves, some of which have hellish lives of toil, others which have a somewhat easier life.

Seeing her boyfriend, Amber opened her mouth to tell him her true name, but the Masking Bracelet that she was wearing took control, and forced her to keep her mouth shut and walk away.

The wizard entered the inn, quietly activated his ring and the noise around him of chatting people, clinking glasses and munching of food fell silent. *Peace, perfect peace* thought the wizard.

They took the murderer of Cassie Davis to the chair at noon and the Warden pulled the lever. There was a loud crackle and a blue flash and the murderer's body shrank and changed into that of his young victim. There was total silence whilst Cassie's mother asked a question that only Cassie would have known.

When she answered it correctly there was a loud cheer as she was set free. Justice had been done and Cassie was not only legally avenged, but alive again, whilst her killer no longer existed in any form.

The hungry great white shark closed in on the seal, wanting it's supper, but the seal dived out of reach of the snapping jaws and then showed it's true nature, as a hunter and killer of sharks.

The Admiral was not expecting it when one of the officers that he was expecting to see thrust his hand against his forehead. At once he fell, knocked out, upon his desk. The hand thst touched him was not a human hand but a Hand of Ma-O, and the officers were disguised Children of Ma-O, who dressed him in a captain's uniform and walked him out between them, telling the sailors at the gate that he was drunk and that they would prefer it that the secret was kept from his fellow officers.

Spennymore's Skating Boots look normal to the untrained eye. It is difficult to mentally connect them to the legends that cling to them, of those who would attack the wearer suddenly ending up head over heels.

The Ogre charged at the small goblin and ran out after it only to find the dried crust cracking under it's feet, plunging it into the ooze. It roared with rage, but the more it tried to escape, the deeper it sank. "Welcome to my homeland," said the gopblin with an grin on it's face. "You were a fool to chase me in here, and now I've got you right where I want you..."

The muggers cornered the little goblin against the wall, when with a hissing noise he suddenly grew to double his size. Muscles bulged out from his body and they lokked at each other, then turned and ran. The Sproggan watched them go and grinned at the thought of how well he had fooled them, and when they were gone he deflated back to his normal size and went on his way.

The thief looked around to make sure noone was near and then grabbed a golden jewel-studded chalice. At once two bronze effigies sat up on the tombs they lay on, their ruby-red eyes snapped upon and they spoke in a metalic voice which echoed through the nave. "Put that back and leave this holy place, or face death for your act of sacriliege."