Bernice
The Order of the White Rose, the Bulwark

The Paladin removed his helm, tucking it under his arm. His thick, tow blonde hair had fallen out of it's knot in the jostling and tumbled down his armored shoulders. "The Grand Crusader will want these. I am sure that he has already been notified of your arrival. What do those scrolls say?" Most of his attention had been placed onto the scrolls, trying to discern if they were of any malevolent magical energies. The moment his questioning stopped however, he looked up to Stern. "I—" The helmet under his arm dropped to the ground as he stepped back into a defensive position. His hand fell over the pommel of his blade as he began to shout, "Demon trickery, reveal yourself! Strike now while you still have a fighting chance!" Quickly, men and women around him began to spring into action, drawing bows and unsheathing swords.
Joyce
Stern Logarsh, The Bulwark

The orc emitted a growl as the situation returned to be tense and complex, just as he expected from an order of monster hunters. He unsheathed his dagger and stepped back, taking off his hood and scarf to have a better vision. His green skin immediately visible. The orc got into a defensive stance as Orgun immediately got behind him. "Your guard let me pass, I already said that I do not want to harm any of you." The orc was definitely outnumbered and he could tell by the way the armed people around him were standing, that all of them were more skilled than most of his usual foes. 
Stern almost snarled at the paladin who was immediately in front of him. "It is not time to spill blood... But if you really want to, I'm not going to let you kill me easily."
Bertha
"Hm... Gotta be careful when around fires, eh?" Edmund concluded, still suspicious of the lack of burn marks on the man's glove. However, he soon moved on from that little detail to listen to Jestah's proposition. 'Better keep an eye on him' he thought, once again looking the man over while he spoke.

"Well, considering the type of bloke you are, you're probably not going to take a no for an answer. So, I suppose, you can tag along... As long as you aren't too annoying. As for drinks and stories.. Well, water's going to be the main drink and I doubt I have any stories yet to share with you."

He finally replied, picking his helmet up and putting on before looking upward, at the sky that was slowly turning brighter as they spoke to eachother. "We'll be moving soon. Sure you can put that fire out?" He was cautious about leaving the flames unattended - though the forest was frozen, there's always a possibility of a fire...

"Also, while we walk.. Keep a good five feet distance from myself."