Name: Ze

Race: Moblin

Age: 21

Gender: Male

Description:
Ze stands at over eight feet tall, his dull brown skin easily blending into most wilderness environments. Like many of his kind he is blessed with a powerful, muscular form that would easily allow him to overpower most (but not all) other races on the planet in melee. His blue, steel like gaze betrays the fact that there is a lot more going on inside Ze's head then most of his moblin peers put together.

For his day to day attire, Ze favors his chain mail armor with additional leather enhancement in order to strengthen it further. His weapon of choice is a rather battle tested claymore that was handed down to him by his father.

Character:
There is a great anger that burns at the core of Ze's being; A fire that drives him onward despite the seeming hopelessness of the situation that he has found himself in. The raise of the Hyrulian Empire has resulted in the decline of goblin kind, either via death in the battlefield, starving to death in the badlands that the few free goblin races have been forced out into or the slow death of having their culture and identity as a people erased by the Empire as it cracks down on those goblins who had already submitted to their rule. Ze refuses to let this happen.

Ze is not a fool through. He knows that he is fighting an uphill battle and he is prepared to make use of everything that he can get his hands on in order to win. Alliances need to be made and an army needs to be raised if his dreams of saving goblin kind are to come to fruition.

Biography:
Ze was born in one of the more outlining cities of the Hyrulian Empire, his parents having submitted to Imperial rule like many of their former warband when it just became to difficult for them to keep raiding for basic supplies. Growing up under Imperial rule was... difficult, but sustainable; Despite the xenophobia and the crime ridden slums that his family were forced into, it was still better then starving out in the wilderness of the badlands that they had been in before.

Like many of the goblin kind youth, Ze fell into one of the cities many gangs out of a need to belong and survive. The competition for survival between the gangs was fierce and Ze turned out to be a very quick learner, learning how to fight low and brutal when need be. His natural strength and ability that came due to his moblin heritage allowed him to ascend the ranks of the Mob Street Brawlers until he became a lieutenant at the age of eighteen with his own crew under his command.

When the leader of the Mob Street Brawlers was assassinated when Ze was twenty, the gang broke up into infighting due to a lack of a clear successor to the leadership. Among the factions of the former gang through, Ze and his crew were not present. Ze and the small crew of bokoblins and bulbins under his command abandoned the city and started to make their way towards the badlands that their kind that refused to bow the knee to the Empire had been forced to make their homes. What they saw when they got there was pitiful to say the least...

Ze had a vision for the future and a plan to save his kind from such a cruel fate...

Totem: Dog. His loyalty and love for the various branches of Goblin kind is unquestionable, even if various individuals are unworthy of it. He is also a loyal friend to anyone who earns his friendship, regardless of race.