Some Character sheets just so you all have an example. I have a blank one up in the OP. Feel free to put as much or little as you like in the History/pertinent bit part. Just give us what you want us to know. I'll probably polish mine some before we launch, but I wanted something up to get you all going. I'm off to class for a few hours, hopefully I'll return to an OOC full of posts, questions character sheets etc. 

[b]Name:[/b] Oksana
[b]Age:[/b] 20
[b]Appearance:[/b] [hider=Oksana][img]http://i1082.photobucket.com/albums/j362/LillianThorne/OxannaRP.png[/img][/hider]
[b]Occupation:[/b] Reluctant Barmaid, would-be hunter/trapper, obstinate brat	
[b]History/Pertinent Bits:[/b] Oksana and her brother Oskar are motherless. It isn’t that their mother died, it is that their father refuses to speak of her and there is nothing to winkle out of anyone in the village. Stanislav, their father simply started carrying them around one winter, tied to his broad chest, kept warm under his black beard. He would give no answer to where the children came from or who their mother was. He would laugh and say it was none of their business and he was simply providing the Grandmother’s with something to talk about. Currently he is the Barkeep, having inherited the business when his father died, but prior to that he had been a merchant and one of the few to bother leaving the mountain for trade. There is no denying the twins are his, they have his coloring and his features clearly have made their mark on them. 

Oksana should have been a boy, she’s convinced of it. Too late her father realized the effect of not enough direct female contact with his daughter and now she’s reckless and head-strong and determined to make her own way. He’s all but given up hope that she’ll ever settle down. She’s well past marriageable age after all. She doesn’t like any of the things she’s supposed to and she is out of doors as often as she can manage, no matter the weather, slipping into the woods with bow to try to hunt. Try being the operative word. She’s never been taught since her father very clearly disapproved of the effort and she could convince no one to teach her who was willing to risk their place at the tavern simply to help a sharp tongued girl. So she’s teaching herself, badly at that. Her aim leaves much to be desired and her stock of arrows is rapidly dwindling. She’s had a little more success with trapping but has made a mess of skinning what she’s caught. 

[b]Name:[/b]Oskar
[b]Age:[/b] 20
[b]Appearance:[/b] [hider=Oskar][img]http://i1082.photobucket.com/albums/j362/LillianThorne/OskarRP.png[/img][/hider]
[b]Occupation:[/b] barkeep, woodworker, cook, dreamer
[b]History/Pertinent Bits:[/b] As quiet as his sister is loud, as tractable as his sister is stubborn they should get along terribly but they don’t. One would think that Oksana would simply trample her quieter brother but this is not so. With him you see her tender side, with her you see his firmness. He is a dreamer though, thinking big, much bigger than the small village. This chafes at him as much as his sister’s gender role does her, but he is quieter about it. He was briefly apprenticed to the local carpenter since he showed an interest in whittling. To his Father’s disappointment he had no talent for the practical woodwork that the village needs. He did learn carving from his time as an apprentice and all the wood in the Inn and the family’s private quarters are embellished in fanciful carvings and scroll-work. There are but a few books in the village and the majority of them are in Oskar’s possession, something his father greatly disapproves of. He fears (rightly) that they put ideas in Oskar’s head. But so far Oskar has kept well in line and his sister causes much more worry for his father so his own, quieter lack of conformity tend to not get as much notice.