Ralos Roolan

Ralos Roolan, son of Relos, is a dwarf, who's homeland can be found just west of the Dead Sea. An imposing figure, both in manner and stance, he was born with a natural ability in the finer arts of a cleric. At an early age, he knew it was not for him, to stay about his dwarven stronghold, mining, or in turn, protecting the mines. Ralos could not deny the strong pull, perhaps even will, of the East, calling to him. Resist this pull he did not, and with surprising ease, departed the lands of his great ancestors to take up residence in the fine city of Val Miran.

It was in Val Miran that he did come upon a guildhall in which a High Cleric of Light did teach, and soon was taken in as an apprentice. Quickly Ralos did learn the more specific talents the cleric profession does offer, and was not only a good student, but quite adept in his skills. He of course was also taught the basic means of defense and combat, in order to protect himself, and found that there were few who could oppose him in battle.

A revalation did soon make it clear in Ralos's mind, that The One had sent him to Val Miran purposely, with a divine and moral duty to preform. Though this land that many of us call home was a bit to bright for him, being use to the natural darkness and shadows of his underground home, he did remain in order to fulfill his desires, and the will of The One who so sent him. Soon Ralos did begin to hear rumors of the displeasure many of the Royal Houses did hold towards those of the Justice organization. The outlaws did run amuck freely in the lands unchecked, harassing many and destroying lives. It was then that he did realize that his gift, bestowed upon him by his God, was intended for a deeper purpose, that of maintaining the peace, and protecting the lives of those to whom he shared this land with. Not long after this clarity was discovered, he did find himself speaking with Arther, stating his case and reasons as to why a Justice member he surely had to be. Arther, being a divinity hard to impressed, was not swayed by Ralos's words, and when the dwarf did say that death would come to those bearing the mark of the criminal, the God of Law did nod, and so instructed Ralos to prove it.

From that day on, Ralos has been a most vital member to the Justice. He grew quickly and learned much, and feared not even the vilest of ciminals. Arther was pleased, and did issue a statement to all the organization that he, or she, who did bring down the two leaders of the enemy fractions would take lead of the Justice Cabal in place of the missing Kelbik. It was time, Ralos's time, to show his worth and devotion to the path that he so served. Long he waited for his chance, but knew he would not be denied. Finally, his foes did make an appearance, and as so promised, their lives ended swiftly at the sharp edge of the blade, carried by Ralos. Arther was finally impressed, and with graditude, did bestow the the rank of Leader onto Ralos, a position of high regard and great responsibility.

Ralos has done well as Leader, the criminal element has dropped, and folks can now wander about the cities without extreme fear, as they once did feel. For the future, Ralos does plan many things, though to myself, he merely hinted on a few. Alliances to be made, trade to grow and flourish, are but two of his master plans.