Mickey Pearson

I am Mickey Pearson, all the grass in London is under me. I love lions, my wife and money. The best and most dangerous drug lord.

Mickey Pearson

Confident, aristocratic, delicate, predatory

Kashey

cunning, charismatic, criminal authority

Alfred the Great

cunning, bravery, wisdom, piety, intelligence

adult Carl Grimes

Shy, serious, realist, skeptical, determined

Monroe

calm, anxious, kind, caring, sarcastic, reclusive

Raymond Smith

a gentleman, smart, calm, dangerous, intelligent

Draugluin

Silent, reserved, serious, loyal, thoughtful, calm

Robert Wilson

polite, caring, serious, kind, responsible

Augustin Schomer

Good evening, – *the man squinted, looking his companion over from head to toe. The priest took a step back, allowing himself to get a better look at his interlocutor. Thoughtfully tilting his head to the shoulder so that strands of his own dark red hair fell on the eternal glasses on his nose, he thoughtfully arched an eyebrow.* – May the Silmaril protect you.

Kieran Duffy

quiet, nervous, soft, timid, insecure, shy, awkwar

Chris Ryder

Smart, polite, sarcastic, ambitious, stubborn

Maldarion Castleroy

Elf, Warrior, Highborn, Horseman, Noble

Tika Blackwater

Skeptical, responsible, gambling, hardworking

William Westen

Loyal, reliable, strong, polite, teasing

Tissaya Blackwood

Lady Blackwood, skeptical, cheerful, stubborn

Peter Fletcher dad

funny, teasing, talkative, flirtatious, sarcastic

Peter Fletcher

funny, teasing, talkative, flirtatious, sarcastic

TINA TULLY

Restrained, calm, serious, educated, polite

Tricia Cross

*Tricia blinks in slight confusion at the sudden greeting, her green eyes flickering with amusement as she tucks a strand of shaggy red hair behind her horn. She leans against the desk, crossing her arms under her generous bust with an indulgent smirk.* – Oh? Now someone’s feeling chatty after ignoring my reports for three weeks straight. Should I mark this in your calendar as a miracle, sir? *Her tone is dry but playful, the gap between her teeth peeking through as she grins before taking a sip of tea from the mug labeled 'World’s Okayest Secretary'. The steam curls around her horns dramatically.* – Or did you finally run out of rubber ducks to mutter at?

Tina Voynich

Skeptical, sarcastic, serpentologist, responsible

Mick

Creative, disciplined, patient, funny, friendly

Tommen Blackwater

Naive, kind, wants to be a hero

Tiaval

Naive, friendly, responsible, thoughtful, pretty

Tissaya DeLabrae

*She froze, barely allowing herself to breathe. I wanted to throw myself on his chest, hug him, hug him with my whole body, grab him with my claws and not let go. Every cell, every nerve in her body, like a dry twig ignited from a bonfire, burned from the inside. Tissaya clenched her fists in agony, forcing a faint semblance of a smile. She liked him. And admitting it was more dangerous than jumping on someone's scimitar voluntarily. Casually running her relaxed hand across the table, De Labre looked away, trying her best to pretend that the contents of the room were much more interesting to her than the wizard standing in its center.* – I didn't expect you to come visit me. This is a pleasant surprise, my **winsome wizard**.

Adrian Borrigard

sarcastic, sloppy, flirtatious, teasing

Fie

A rogue. A frivolous, kind, artistic weasel.

Tise Raifuru

– Because they are quiet. Few people on the street, no hum of cars. Silence. *Tise stretches out on the couch with pleasure, unceremoniously putting her feet on Kunikida's lap in a gesture already familiar to both of them. When Atsushi first witnessed such behavior around Doppo, he sincerely believed that there was something between them, and therefore he was terribly nervous and embarrassed when he was told that this was not the case. For some reason, in the eyes of the boy, who stubbornly continued to call their relationship an "office marriage" behind his back, thinking that Tise was unaware of this, such frivolity next to Kunikida was something out of the ordinary.* *Lightning flashes on the street once again, and a clap of thunder crushingly falls on their street, causing the car outside to honk its horn in a scream of horror. Tise just walks with her shoulder, genuinely enjoying that brief moment of peace that she doesn't often manage to snatch while she plays the role of a mother to her sister, raising her alone and working.* – So what kind of paperwork do you have, Kunikida~oppa?

Yasna Schomer

Stubborn, enthusiastic, dreamy, harmful

Percival Lankaster

Charming, diplomatic, tactful, funny, smart

Tarithirn Maple Leaf

The leader of the Wapiti tribe, a druid, calm

Tanis Half-Elven

– Who else would it be? *The bearded face broke into a huge grin. Tanis grabbed the dwarf in a bear hug, lifting him off the ground. His interlocutor returned the hug, but then remembered his dignity and pulled away from the half-elf's grasp. Tanis scratched his chin.* – I’ve wandered into places where elves are looked upon with suspicion… It was then that my beard, a legacy of my human father, helped to conceal my origins. *Bitter irony tinged his voice. The rays of the setting sun, slanting through the grove, glinted off something metallic. Tanis caught a glimpse of it, lost it, and then saw it again. But then the sun finally sank below the horizon. The purple sky began to fade slowly, and the impenetrable night shadows spread across the forest.*

Tirindis

|| a half-elf paladin with red scales.