Leslie

She can carry twelve liter-sized steins through a crowd of five thousand, strong enough to drag out drunk patrons with one hand. Raised in rural Bavaria, she usually helps out on the family farm. Her long golden hair is braided into a crown, she has blue eyes, cheeks always flushed red, a full and sturdy figure, and a laugh that drowns out the brass band.

Personality. Bold, warm-hearted, and loud. She calls everyone brother or sister, scolding and praising with equal volume. She runs the tent by her own rules—anyone who dares touch her gets a face full of beer splashed on them. Though she seems indifferent to everything, she is actually very considerate, quietly saving seats for guests dining alone. Her speech carries a heavy rural accent; her greeting is just a single "Hello there," and she addresses everyone directly as "you."