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[SOLDIER First]

EUGH

[Dwarmin]

Spoiler: Wen-Li Dulcette the Wind-tossed Blossom (click to show/hide)

Accepted!

I suppose I'll flesh my character sheet out a bit more tonight. Add some more detail to the backstory, although I don't really like writing out back stories in char sheets.

Just give your character motivation, and I'll be happy. What does he love? What does he hate? What does he want to do with his life?

[SOLDIER First]

Modified Qiang's sheet a liittle bit.

[Playergamer]

...ooh, I actually have a good idea now. I'll write it in by the end of the hour.

[tntey]

OKay I got it now

[Playergamer]

Alright, it took a while but I fleshed out my backstory approx. x10 and gave him motivation.

[Salsacookies]

My guy's going to be a bounty hunter/ninja, hopefully that isn't too stereotypical. Also, I'll remove his title, and build up to it. Is his name okay, or should I change it?

[GiglameshDespair]

But ninjas aren't Chinese or Western

[Stirk]

But ninjas aren't Chinese or Western

Hah! That is what they want you to think! Everyone knows the best Ninja are American and Chinese. The fact you have never heard of them is proof of that!

[SOLDIER First]

If you go far enough west, you get to Japan

[Yourmaster]

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Ajex Wun
Physical Description: A rather average sized man, with brown hair in a half-bang. He does have light blue eyes, and various other small but noticeable traits. Appears to be 18-20.
Job: Ranger, any money he gains is from what he's taken from those he's fought against.
Personality: Patient and resourceful. He is good at thinking in the long term and planning, but doesn't think about consequences.
Biography: His mother being a rare outsider, not from the empire, Ajex was born with notable differences. He knew that his mother came from another place , but to the day still doesn't know how she got there. She did tell stories of where she came from, but she also told stories of the much closer far west. He also questioned about the absence of his father, but she noted that he was out working. On the other hand, he had problems in his schooling, as his mother being an outsider made him stand out, as they were often told there was no outside that even mattered. He yearned for the day he would get a chance to do something that mattered. He thought he might be able to do just that when his father returned, who he had met for the first time. He was sceptical at first that the man really cared, but eventually accepted him. He asked numerous questions, and found his father was a former member of the rangers, who still attempted to do his duty. He begged for training, and he eventually got it. He thought of the possibilities of how much good he could do, to feel like he mattered. He eventually left, hoping to make something for himself by acting as a ranger.

[Dwarmin]

In. I'm going to make a cowboy, but first I want to see the chars everybody else makes.

Spoiler: Sal Liu (click to show/hide)

Name: Sal Liu

Physical Description: Sal is a tall, fresh-faced man, with brown hair and a toothy smile. He usually wears standard cowboy clothing, with a cowboy hat, duster, trousers, and boots. Due to working with animals, Sal's clothes are often caked in mud, and he always looks slightly disheveled.

Job: Cowboy

Personality: Even with his hard past, Sal is still a very positive man, and is almost always able to find an upside to any situation. At first glance, Sal would seem either stupid, or just naive. However, he has an edge of wisdom, if not intelligence. He's uncultured, and uneducated, but he tries his best to be respectful. Very, very rarely, Sal will get angry. When that happens, it's never a good sign.

Biography: The tall, nervous man stepped off of the train, carrying a small child with him, and quickly walked away from the station before he could be spotted. He walked into town, as fast as he could without looking suspicious, and found a horse for sale, buying it for the asking price without any haggling, before riding away. After riding for a while, the man eventually found a ranch, and walked in, asking the owner for a job as a ranchhand. The owner, seeing that the man was strong, and willing to work, hired him for room, board, and a few coins. The man put his son down on their bed, singing him to sleep, before heading out to work.

As the boy was growing up, the man began to teach him. The man could not read, or write, and they didn't have any money for a teacher, but he did teach him the important things. How to ride, how to shoot, how to handle a herd of cattle. Over the years, the son slowly grew, beginning to work alongside his father, earning an extra coin or two for the two of them. It was back-breaking labor, but they needed the coins, and the ranch owners were good people. Eventually, once the son was old enough to head out on his own, he began driving cattle. Handling cows takes strength, and a firm hand, but it's much more dignified then shoveling out cow pies.

Over the years, the boy began to learn more about his father, and his absent mother. His mother had died of natural causes back in the East, and his father had been forced to raise him on his own. One day, when the Succession Wars began, the Empire tried to conscript the father, and rip him away from the only family he had left. The father, seeing little other choice, made a run for it, jumping on a train to the Far West. Unfortunately, the Empire is very powerful, and they have eyes everywhere. After years and years living in the West, the Empire's thugs finally caught up to Liu.

As Sal Liu was riding into the ranch after a cattle drive, he saw a group of Imperial men dragging his father through the dirt. He quickly found the ranch's owner, asking him what was happening, and he said that the elder Liu was being arrested for draft evasion. Sal, enraged, reached for his revolver, but his father noticed his movement, and silently mouthed "Don't." The Imperial thugs took the old man away, and Sal, enraged at the family for not doing anything, rode off, looking for a new job. He became a freelance cowboy, driving cattle herds for anyone who could pay.

Now, nearly a year later, Sal's just trying to make a living. He's accepted that he'll probably never see his father again, or even find closure as to what happened to him, but he's still hoping to find something.

I like it. You really put some effort in! Accepted.

[Dwarmin]

My guy's going to be a bounty hunter/ninja, hopefully that isn't too stereotypical. Also, I'll remove his title, and build up to it. Is his name okay, or should I change it?

Your name or title doesn't matter, I just need to know how and why you earned it. In the Far West, what you *say* you are doesn't impress people as much as what you *do*. Fancy titles are for Eastern fools.

[tntey]

Name: John
Physical Description: He is a tall, thin man with brown hair and blue eyes. He walks with swagger and purpose. His body is crisscrossed in scars, and his muscles are buff from the slave work he has done.
Job: Slave
Personality: He is unforgiving and prone to speaking out of turn and outbursts of rage; earning him many beatings as a slave in an underground trafficking ring. He doesn't know how to read or write except for numbers and simple words, there was no need for that on the farm. He is a revengeful person, and feels emotion very easily. He is a man of god, praying much and often.
Biography: John was born into a lower class family. At a young age, he was taken from his family by a loan shark who his family owed much too. John never knew the name he was born with, but he did know he was given the name john by the loan shark. The loan shark sold him to a farm that participated in an underground slave ring. He worked as a slave harvesting rice and other crops. He did sometimes hunt with other slaves, giving John the knowledge if how to make snares and shoot a rifle. He never learned how to read or write though, and all he knew other then how to hunt and work the fields, was he had to escape the long years of torture and slavery, and at age 19, he had the chance. At age 19, John's slave owner was selling him to a man in the west. He took a train to get to the west, supervised by two handlers. It most of been a coin on the tracks or a malfunction in the tracks, but the train derailed, injuring John, and killing his handlers. John escaped from the train, learning the name of the slave owner he was about to be delivered to by reading a letter in the handlers pocket. Now, John is hellbent on getting revenge on his capture's, and freeing all slaves once and for all.

[kj1225]

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Aquila (Also goes by 'Ni ta ma de')
Job: Marshal
Description:  First of all, like everyone know, a proper marshal has a mustache that not even dynamite can get rid of, And Aquila is no exception with his glorious handlebar mustache being the center point of his face. This confident gentleman has slanted eyes the color of blueberries. His luxurious, curly, neck-length hair is the color of fine silver, and is worn in a pony tail so as to avoid it getting into his face wile he works. Of course, he also has a hat to help but he needs to take it off while inside. He has a broad-shouldered build. His skin is nut-brown. He has nearly-nonexistent eyebrows and a strong chin. He wears a leather trench coat which he makes sure to keep relatively clean.
Personality:  Tends to be positive (as much as a marshal can be anyways) and calm, trying to hear everyone's side of the story when enforcing the law. After all, how can you protect the people when some of them need to steal for their daily bread. Of course, paying out of pocket for people who commit relatively minor infractions isn't the best way to earn your bread either. There's only two ways to get him really mad outside of special circumstances. Either purposely dirty his coat, or try to bribe him.
Biography: Long before Aquila had joined the succession war, and still longer before he became a marshal, Aquila loved hearing stories about the rangers. He had always dreamed of becoming one, righting wrongs, doing what's right for the people. Well... That nearly changed during the war, he was about ready to just lay down and die after seeing the worst of his fellow man. But, he saw the best of them two and that strengthened his resolve to go and live out his dream. After all, if he could deal with the war, he could deal with the hardships on the way to becoming his own hero.