MOOTE CARLO

 One day a brutal match was taking place. A young Halfling Luchador, was backed up against the turnbuckle, preparing for the final knockout. Suddenly
a blinding flash and deafening cheer from the crowd, the Luchador opened his eyes and standing there was Santo De Plata, the legend himself. 

 Don Baya has a long and varied career. He’s weathered no small squall to get to where he is today. Legend says that when he started he was just a humble Halfling Exotico, wrestling beneath the clouds, but after decades of losses, he is no longer the halfling he once was. 

 This ol’ bunch of bones can’t stop dancing, even the dog is nodding along to the beat. The skeletons of Moote Carlo are a peculiar lot, when one falls the rest of them dance harder. 

 This mighty cockerel has the stat line to back up his boastful personality. His specialist moves will lay the smackdown on all who oppose him. The Chicken Wingline will have his opponents questioning whether chickens can fly and the Poultry Plunge will deal consistently high damage. 

 The road to El dorado leads you to one place and that’s into the ring with the Dios Dorado. The ultimate specimen who shimmers in the sun, all thanks to copious amounts if baby oil.  He likes one thing and one thing only, GOLD!!. Everywhere you look it's gold.  

 The Brujo’s are an ancient wrestling society. You can tell them apart by their different coloured beards, ranging from brown to grey to white. Some of them even have blue or many coloured beards, though are rarely seen wrestling. 

 Hailing from the South, The Calaca Cabala dance their way into the ring. Fans argue over what they are best at. Is it dancing, wrestling, or - in the case of the giant Bandido Esqueleto - maybe drinking? 

 From down south - we mean real south, it's the Lords of the Ring! They're small, they're fast, and they're ready to rumble. These Halfling wrestlers have spent years honing their skills and are donning their luchador masks to entertain and amaze YOU!

 With one foot in the grave and the other on the reverb pedal, Pedro de la Vida is the Mariachi to end all Mariachis - including himself! At a moment's notice, his otherwise dead self can switch into the world of the living, ready to croon with the best of them. 

 He's the prickliest pear in all of Moote Carlo, and the spikiest superstar in the whole of RUMBLESLAM. Ladies, gentlemen, anyone that identifies as anything but those two, please put on a pair or more of gloves - looking at you Actiorione - and give it up for Peeeeeyooooteeeee Peeeeete! 

 A true artist in the ring, Maggie wows crowds world-wide with her flawless style. A true ambassador for Moote Carlo, Maggie always stands up and fights with pride for her home. 

 An elemental spirit summoned up from the Land of the Dead itself, El Mecánico was given one purpose, one skill, one desire: To WRESTLE. Or, to fix trains and change oil if no wrestling jobs are open. 

 Tavern is an interesting dwarf; big of arm, strong of will and proud as a peacock. He spends the majority of his time in Kaiser’s Palace getting drunk on whatever ale is available. It’s said he participates in matches to fuel his wild drinking habits and to ease the itch his knuckles get after sitting still for too long. 

 If there's another wrestler in all of RUMBLESLAM that can match the Sapphire Fiend for sheer awesomeness, then... well I quite want to meet that wrestler, because this guy is already so awesome.  

 What is there to say that hasn't already been said about the Fabulous Atoq? Most likely by the Fabulous Atoq. A showman beyond measure, none delight in his wild escapades more than the elf himself. Yet for everything said, so much is unknown. 

 A tiny tree, Mushcles never really ascended through the canopy like his brothers and sisters. He stayed close to the ground, and became more friendly with the toadstools and fungi on the floor of the forest.  

 This scary lady is full of gothic charm, and is torn between the worlds of the living and the dead. Part person, part spooky skeleton, and all-round badass! You seriously don’t want to get on the wrong side of Senora Muerte, lest she give you the Touch of Death! 

 Is it a piñata? Is it a llama? It's both! Full of candy, and ready to share the wealth. 

 Forever mourning the loss of her family, Belleza Agua has taken to the RUMBLESLAM ring to process her grief (and potential guilt), with some good old fashioned face punching.