I'm introducing you to my two human MC's. They're brother and sister, and were born into a merchant caravan. Now, they travel on their quest.
Aneesha: Hello. *looks at people* I'm Aneesha Adriana-iha, or daughter of Adriana. I ran away from my father's caravan when I was 13, and now, I'm on a mission for Drythen, along with my uncommunnicative brother, two elves, and two halfeleven in denial.
Me: You aren't supposed to give anything away about the rest of the characters, so don't mention them again. They'll get their own thread in a bit.
Aneesha: Sorry.
Asheesh. I am Asheesh, son of the caravan leader. I was seperated from my caravan in a forest fire, along with my mother. My mother died soon after, and I spent the next few years trying to make enough money to support my sister and myself. I didn't want her left with our father any longer.
Me: Asheesh doesn't speak much, but he answers direct questions. Please do ask questions so I can make sure I know everything about them. I think I have it all covered.

Me: "Hai~! You guys seem like the quiet type... Why don't I introduce you to a character who I condincidently based off me~!" (let's hope her spelling is better)

Demiri: "Hello Aneesha, Asheesh. So you guys love caverns as much as us summer dragons do? Nice! I've heard that the summers living in the desert don't live in caverns but tall metal towers! Can you believe that? I live in a cave with my mother by the ocean. Its wonderful feeling the sea breeze~!"

*something yells nearby. A human-height dragon with sharp hazel eyes and a long blue body glides in and lands on his two feet with a cool atmosphere*

Klydin: "You weren't going to forget about me were you?" *He says in a strong and positive voice.*

Me: "Of course not!" (On penalty of getting a tongue lashing) "This is Klydin, a strong and brave dragon!"

Klydin: "And don't you forget it! Nobody messes with me!" *is acting super proud.

Demiri: *pokes Klydin between the ribs with a finger* "Stop scaring them!"

Klydin: "Oh bug off." *rattles his quills running from his skull to the fan-shaped tip of his tail irritiantly.

Demiri: *quits pestering* (tee-hee~! Only I can get away with talking back to him. xD He won't touch a lady.)

Klydin: "Ima hungry. Lets grab a quick bite." *As he opens his bright-hued wings he twists his long neck around.* "Don't let me catch you causing trouble in my neighborhood! Grrrr." *Flaps off with a huff and a swish of his tail, the red-ended quills shaking in the swelling wind*

Demiri: "Sorry I have to go. Someone has to keep him out of fights. Don't take anything personally. He's just trying to give you a good first impression." *The femme dragon lifts herself into the air. Her own blue quills mixed with meager amounts of yellow and orange rattled in the breeze.* "Klydin! Just... Try to be a bit nicer, okay?"

Me: *Sigh...* "It's a handful with these two. And I have to make another one! I wonder how I'll make Geck... He's going to be sensitive. That's about as much as I have so far. It was nice to meet you're characters as well! I'm sue they'll bicker just as much as these two. :3"

(btw, they're not brother and sister. They are long time friends. Also, why did your characters run away? What's wrong with their father?

Hey, I have a character named Anisha!
::wonders which of her characters should talk::
Okay, Rose. But don't get on her bad side.
Rose: "Well, most delightful to make your acquaintance, Aneesha, Asheesh. And Asheesh, what's this about you not wanting Aneesha to be staying with your father? Do I sense friction?"
Me: "Rose, don't be sarcastic."
Rose: "Oh, be quiet. I wasn't being sarcastic. Well, how old are both of you? You don't look any older than me."
Me: "Rose, I am your author. If you speak to me that way, I shall delete you from my story! Wait, I already have - hah!"
Rose: "You - you - mean I'm not even a part anymore? Well! As if I care! I never cared to be a part of cute little story anyhow!" ::Stomps off.
Me: "Please pardon her, Aneesha, Asheesh. She has a temper. I'll ask questions of my own, since she's... um... gone. Asheesh, are you secretive? You seem rather secretive. And maybe a bit overprotective? Or do you have sufficient reason for both? And to both of you: What are your plans, hopes, and dreams for the future?

Aneesha:I ran away from my father because-
Asheesh: *rounds on Aneesha* They don't need to know!
Me:Asheesh, be polite. And if you don't tell, I will.
Aneesha: I ran away because my father didn't care for me and he was cruel.
Asheesh: *sighs* Our father cares little for people, only for status. If ever I go back to that way of life, I will join my uncle's caravan.
Aneesha: I don't want to live in a caravan again. I dream of a Kythen in peacetime, and I want to meet the halfelevn. I'm fourteen.
Asheesh: Not yet you aren't.
Aneesha:I'm fourteen soon. Asheesh is only fifteen, but he ats like he's a lot older than me.
Me: Asheesh spent a long time with Aodhan, and in case you haven't noticed...
Aneesha: He's like that. I know. How old is Rose, Phylis? Why isn't she in the story?
Asheesh: What's a dragon? Do all dragons look like you? I haven't ever seen a dragon. You seem very nice.
Me: It was nice to meet you all. In case you haven't noticed, my owrld doesn't have dragons. It has a differant giant winged reptile that, as of yet, has no name. But they haven't ever met one.
Aneesha:There's a what?
Me: Umm...

Me: Who is Aodhan? And why do all the names start with 'A'? And Rose is actually quite a bit older than you. Like twenty. And I dropped her because - well, I didn't really drop her - I dropped the story she was in. It was too sad for my favorite little MC's; I made them a happier story.
Rose: Your favorite little MC's - how cute!
Me: Well, I must admit Rose, you were absolutely delightful to write. villains usually are. But go away, you're getting me off track. Aneesha, who is the halfelevn, and why do you want to meet him (it?) And Asheesh, why don't you want her to? ::calls in Octavius::
Me: Octavius, talk to Asheesh, will you?
Octavius: Why, I would be delighted. Asheesh, what is your trade? Ethnicity? Hobbies? Hair color? Height?
Me: Don't overwhelm him.
Octavius: Of course not. ::in a whisper:: I'm getting around to the hard questions.
Me: ::in a whisper:: okay
Octavius cocks head and his eyes brighten: So, Asheesh, what was your childhood like? Did you have enforced boundaries as a child?
Me: Um, Aldara, what he is trying to ask - and it will take him a while, probably - is why Asheesh is so defensive. So I'll just ask. Why is he defensive?