Rose Ironwood

Name: Rose Ironwood

Class: Barbarian (Wields two medium-sized rose quarts swords)

Race/Ethnicity/Species: Human

Moral Alignment: Neutral, although definitely leaning more towards troublesome or “own self-interest” side than anything else

Place of Birth: Twaintil Ire

Finance status: Middle-class

Special Skills: Exceptional at appearing innocent and trustworthy, decent poker face which she is still improving, storytelling, ocarina playing

Please do not believe for one minute this half-smile is a sunny one.  Actually, it’s a grin covered in shadow and cloudy with deceit.  Of course, her somewhat chirpy demeanor catches most off-guard, as well.  Quite the puzzle, this one.  But not a puzzle one should attempt to solve.  Rose’s past is just as curious as she is, but mostly because she refuses to speak of anything having to do with herself.  Some might call her a “Lover of Mischief,” however, most of her “pranks” are much more harmful than any “prank” should be.  Because she does not really care for anyone except. . .well. . .herself, she is not at all concerned with the wellbeing of others when it comes to getting what she wants.  If she wants something done, she will either hire/persuade others to assist, or do the job herself.  She does not rely on or bond with others; mainly because she does not want to.  Such a life has led to quite the lonely road, but wickedly entertaining as well.