The Barinov House

The Economic House of Tsardom of Rusonia 

Leader: Lady Tuskanova Barinov, Human, The leader of her house, known for being a jovial, large, somewhat loud, but lovely woman whom many enjoy to be around, her hearty laugh warms any room she is in
Champion: Smirnitsky Barinov, Half Human Half... Giant? Perhaps the strongest man in all of Rusonia, and certainly the largest, standing just 1 inch taller than the Tsar himself, he is known for being somewhat simpleminded yet very gentle, he enjoys just hanging out with his family but will rarely do any work beyond that as he doesnt trust himself to be capable enough to handle it without some sibling or parental guidance.
Economy: Burturovich Barinov, Dwarf, The loving husband to Tuskanova, with food being his only love to challenge his love of his wife, luckily, his wife is a wonderful cook. He helps her fund her parties and parades in which he makes sure he enjoys a large portion of food and drink for himself
Magic: Bebchuk Barinov, Dwarf, The youngest son of the family who has found out how to create food and water using magic and now wont do anything else, riding around the countryside casting it for all he can, so all can enjoy his "cooking". He enjoys collecting and tasting different kinds of alcohol and has traveled far and wide to taste the very best elven wines and dwarven meads
Military: Maslov Barinov, Dwarf, Second son of the family, Maslov feels a bit of embarrassment about his parents, so spends most of his time with his brother Smirnitsky, trying to get him to join the guards for his promotional campaign against robbing the grain stores and vaults.
Diplomatic: Ulga Barinov, Human, The first daughter of the family, very similar to her mother in body and personality, though with much more energy and a far more unrefined attitude, she rolls in the mud with the boys and wrestles any woman who calls her fat into the mud as well.
Religion: Shelapova Barinov, Dwarf, This youngest daughter has sworn a vow of silence and study, spending her time searching through old records for an ancient and holy cask of Aasimar wine said to have been lost to the Devastation, with a taste so powerful and holy that it grants eternal life, often she partakes of wine and nothing else, somehow immune to being drunk it seems.