Since I was bored, this is my character as bartender of the 'Tavern because someone mentioned it and because people tend to write stories with the Tavern in them.
Name: Ducky.
Age: Probably about 27, now.
Gender: Female
Species: Lop rabbit
Occupation: The one and [l]only bartender of the War Tavern.
Personality: Ducky's quiet but jovial and welcomes everyone. She's easy to talk to, but doesn't diclose much about herself. She's very strict about the treatment of her tavern and tends to attack if someone sleeps in her geraniums for more than a night or scratches the finish on her cherry table. She's kind of irritable, but that's just her rough-around-the-edges personality.
Appearance: Short, about 5' in human standards, rather unhealthily thin. Ducky always looks rather disheveled and distracted, but neat. She has a kind of perpetually drunk attitude and says a lot of weird things.
Hair:It's dark auburn, red in the light, about waist length with sparse cheek-length bangs.
Fur: Light grey fur that gets darker at the ends of the ears and lighter on the tail.
Eyes: Very pale green.
Clothes:Purple capsleeved bodice over a long dark purple skirt, a little white apron that serves absolutely no purpose and a dark red bandanna is what she usually wears at the tavern, with dark red fingerless gloves, black leather boots, and a grey hooded cloak for when she isn't working.
Everything else:
Home: Ducky lives in Medivo when she's not at the Tavern
Family
er brother Shadow disappeared about ten years ago.
Misc: Ducky likes nothing better than her inn being full and making ridiculous drinks for people. She's always there, wandering around and chatting and getting another round of carrot ale for the travellers. Loves the occupants as much as she loves the place itself. She's been there so long everyone knows she'll always be there if they need anything, from duct tape to a can of cranberry sauce to advice on your best friend's brother's refigerator problem. She's always busy, cleaning a tankard with her dishcloth or sweeping under some drunk or dragging up a dusty bottle of some weird wine from 2045 or some long past date.