Name: Benjamin "Boyo" Raskille

Age: 26

Appearance: While Boyo was a scrawny, lanky youth, years in and out of federal and state institutions packed a goodly amount of muscle onto his tall, pale frame. Has a several nasty scars from beatings he received as a child from his junky dad and whore mom, who hated him for being a little too much like his daddy. Missing several teeth, the rest are slightly yellowed from smoking cigarettes but are in good shape otherwise. Keeps his hair short, same with his fingernails. Smattering of white pride tattoos here and there, including prominent four-leaf clovers on his shoulders, as well as others displaying allegiance to and rank within a white prison gang from Texas called the Teutons. Blue eyes, dark hair, scruffy, sneering constantly.

Crime: Went to prison for a 5 year stretch for beating his mother into a coma at 17. While inside, he joined the Teutons, and is a loyal soldier to this day. Once he got out, he helped out with cooking up crystal meth, and did some work as an enforcer of sorts, collecting debt, cracking heads of transgressors within the gang. Ended up hooked on crystal, and killed nine people in a psychotic episode resulting from his use of the drugs, including a sheriff and a deputy who attempted to bring him in.

Personality: Very little visible affect, seems cold and indifferent to others. While not so much a racist as a survivor, he as a white male was forced to join the racist Teutons during his first bit. He is extremely aggressive and competitive, but is willing to fore go either of these tendencies in favor of cooperation when it suits his needs. Does not display his anger towards others with words or shifts in expression. You won't know you are on his bad side until he comes for you. Doesn't believe in a fair fight--the concept of there being one, let alone trying to fight fair--and will use anything to his advantage to permanently eliminate anyone he perceives as a threat. Most of the time, he is quiet, almost catatonic, just watching and waiting. Fairly intelligent in spite of little formal education.

Bio: Boyo is a redneck through and through who grew up in a double-wide trailer with a junkie for a dad and a whore for a mother. It was not what you would call an easy or loving childhood. Spent a lot of time venting his frustrations on other kids at school, even though he always ended up paying for it later when he got home. There was too much pain and anger in him to avoid sharing it with the world. Not a bully exactly, he was more the kind to just beat the shit out of others at random, sometimes with his fists, or if that seemed it would prove to difficult, with an improvised weapon of some sort. When he got big enough that he didn't think he should have to put up with his father's cruelty any longer, he set upon the man was he was nodding out with a needle in his arm. While his father got a few good licks in, he was still beaten black and blue. Most kids--Benjamin was 16 at the time--would have left it at that. Instead, Benjamin repeated this behavior until his father left for good shards of broken glass stuck in his scalp from having a bottle busted over his head, a broken nose and arm, along with several other less severe injuries. Boyo's mother was not pleased. She ended up becoming the next target of Boyo's wrath, and the reason for his first incarceration of note. As a skinny white boy with no experience with prison life, Benjamin found it necessary to make friends. Those friends were the Teutons, a small, vicious group of inmates who despised most everybody, including most whites. They admitted Boyo into their gang after he proved himself equally brutal by hospitalizing his cellmate because he was snoring too loud. They gave him all manner of unpleasant assignments, ranging from acting as a lookout on the yard to a dealer to performing a pair of hits that were never solved as they occurred in a blind spot in the prison surveillance system and the only witness was too scared to rat Boyo out. When he left the prison after several years, he went back to the trailer park he'd been brought up in and took over the meth trade with Teuton backing for it and a small territory surrounding it. Things were good for a while, until he got hooked on the product. Then everything went to hell. He was given life without the possibilty of parole without really understanding what was happening, as he was detoxing off of the meth and none too aware of his surroundings. Now that his path in life is set, he sees little reason to regret his past mistakes, and instead seeks to discipline himself, mind and body, so that he will never again be so helplessly out of control.