(http://shechive.files.wordpress.com/2010/10/eye-candy-cowboy-16.jpg)<br/><strong>Name:</strong>Randall “Rand” Stevens<br/><strong>Gender:</strong>Male<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Owns a small ranch on the outskirts of town<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Usually found working his ranch, but to relax and wind down he’ll mosey into the Saguaro Saloon on occasion<br/><strong>Local/Passerby:</strong>Local (outskirts of town); occasional visitor<br/><strong>Age:</strong>27<br/><strong>Personality:</strong>Rand is a hard working rancher, a fair and even-handed man, a polite gentleman cowboy who respects and appreciates women. He can be a bit quiet, but can also get quite rowdy. He’s someone who works hard, and plays hard too.<br/><strong>Weapon of Choice:</strong>Winchester Rifle, for protection on his ranch against poachers, coyotes and whatever else may threaten<br/><strong>Description:</strong>Rand is tall, 6’4” and hard as a rock. Working from dawn till dusk on his ranch has chiseled his body into that of a Greek God. Dark blonde hair and hazel green eyes. No chest hair and very little hair anywhere else. Mostly wears denim and a white undershirt - or no shirt at all - when working. When visiting in town he will throw on a long sleeve button-down shirt over his undershirt. He has one long vertical scar along his lower left abdomen from being thrown & trampled by a horse back in his teens.<br/><strong>Background:</strong>Rand and his younger sister Carmen grew up on their father’s ranch, learning the ropes with sweat equity. When their mother passed on when Rand was 17, more and more of the ranch work fell on his shoulders as their father became increasingly despondent and withdrawn. Eventually their father drank himself to death, and ownership of the ranch passed to Rand. He took his obligation seriously, and has thrown himself into the work ever since. He adores his little sister, and feels extremely protective over her. He worries about all her shenanigans and hopes to get her safely married off to an upstanding gentleman of at least some means sooner than later.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>(http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ljne1yOS371qhgbino1_400.jpg)<br/><strong>Name:</strong>Carmen Stevens<br/><strong>Gender:</strong>Female<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Lives on her brother’s (previously their father’s) small ranch on the outskirts of town<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Helps out as much as she can on the ranch, but enjoys socializing at the Saguaro Saloon whenever she can get away to town<br/><strong>Local/Passerby:</strong>Local (outskirts of town); occasional visitor<br/><strong>Age:</strong>22<br/><strong>Personality:</strong>Carmen is a troublemaker, an instigator. Her mother died when Carmen was only 12, and her older brother Rand and her father spoiled her rotten. After their father drank himself to death mourning the loss of his beloved wife, she matured a little as far as helping on the ranch, but she also got wilder. Being good never got her the attention and affection she craved like being bad did.<br/><strong>Weapon of Choice:</strong>At her brother’s insistence for emergency protection against ruffians and would-be rapists, Carmen carries two weapons; personal protection of some kind is a must for any single lady in the wild west.  Carmen carries a gorgeous, intricately carved silver Remington Derringer with a pearl handle, which she wears holstered in a custom feminine holster belt wrapped lovingly around her hips. She also keeps a beautiful dagger tied securely to her upper thigh.<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://www.imfdb.org/w/images/thumb/c/c5/RemingtonType4Derringer.jpg/300px-RemingtonType4Derringer.jpg)</div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://www.freewebs.com/dacoach/images/SwissDagger.jpg)</div></div><strong>Description:</strong>Long honeyed auburn hair, golden hazel eyes, full sensual lips. Carmen is a little taller than average at 5’6”, with soft curves and smooth skin. She often wears risque modifications of typical mens and women’s wear; she likes to be outrageous and shock. Outward appearances would have people believing she was overly confident and couldn’t care less about what other people thought; however, though she wouldn’t admit it to anyone - including herself, she was still the “little girl lost” inside, looking for love, acceptance and a safe landing place.<br/><strong>Background:</strong>Carmen and her older brother Rand grew up on their father’s ranch, learning the ropes with sweat equity. When their mother passed on when Carmen was only 12, she had to grow up fast and learn to be independent and strong as their father became increasingly despondent and withdrawn. Eventually their father drank himself to death, and ownership of the ranch passed to her brother Rand. She stayed on with her brother, helping out where she could. She idolizes her big brother, but would never admit it to his face. She loves him tremendously, he’s a mix of protector/father figure/best friend in her somewhat lonely life.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>(http://www.cinemablend.com/images/news_img/22299/viggo_mortensen_22299.jpg)<br/><strong>Name:</strong>Cole Hardin<br/><strong>Gender:</strong>Male<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Gunslinger; gentleman outlaw<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Whenever the winds blow him into town, he’ll always pay a visit to the Saguaro Saloon<br/><strong>Local/Passerby:</strong>Passes through town every so often<br/><strong>Age:</strong>34<br/><strong>Personality/Background:</strong>Cole is a quiet, deadly calm man whose coldly lethal persona makes many a man and most women nervous. He lets his guns speak for him, doesn’t feel the need for superfluous conversation. Cole doesn’t share much of his personal life with anyone, and doesn’t care much to hear others babble on about theirs. He’s mostly an enigma, even to those who know him best. Whoever they may be. Rumor has it he served in the army for awhile, but then there are lots of rumors and stories that follow this one around. Especially about the the countless men he has supposedly gunned down. Cole never stays in any one place for very long, and will often disappear for long months at a time, living off the land, a lone wolf existence - or perhaps he lives with wild indians during these disappearances. Again, more mystery...<br/><strong>Weapon of Choice:</strong>A Colt .45 SAA “Peacemaker” and a Smith & Wesson Schofield “break top” .45 revolver, both nestled in holsters slung low around his hips, a second  S&W .45 tucked discreetly in his chest holster and a knife wedged safely in his right boot.<br/><strong>Description:</strong>Sun lightened blonde hair and piercing blue eyes. A handsome, if grizzled face, with a dimpled chin. Rarely seen cleanshaven. Weathered and usually sunburnt skin, he spends most of his time outdoors and is uncomfortable staying enclosed indoors for very long. He is a wild one, and looks every bit of it. He has a thin, light scar on his upper lip that is most often hidden by his ever-present stubble, and various other scars on his tall (6’1”), athletic but not overly-muscled frame. He is always seen wearing his hat, long duster and closely fitted slacks, usually with a bandana around his neck. Buckskin or black are the only colors he typically wears. He does own some authentic Apache clothing, which he will occasionally don, particularly on his extended walkabouts in the deep desert.<br/>