(I'll have to go back and delete the old one. Gaaaaaah)
Locke Westin
Origin: Colonial Protectorate
Temperament: Choleric (aka yellow bile)
Description: 6 feet tall, weighs in at roughly 150-160 pounds. Lean build, though oddly pronounced musculature at the back and shoulders. Barely ear length dark brown hair, with pronounced bangs flaring to the sides of his face. Hazel eyes, leaning towards green. No major identifying features (scars, tattoos, disfigurements, ect.). Typically wears a simple white or blue button-up shirt and pocket laden cargo pants. Over the shirt is his trusty shoulder rig for his Dragon-class pistol.
Weaponry: Two (2) pistols: a Dragon-class (clip fed/semi-automatic, 12 shots per clip, holds one in chamber, effective range: ~500 feet[?]) and a Chimera-class (speedloaded/revolver, 6 shots), small amount of ammo for each (1-2 clips/speedloads for each + handful of loose ammo). One (1) collapsible six-foot (6') metal staff, with spearhead attachment. One (1) yew or ash EU warbow, midway draw strength, with small amount of ammo (1-2 handfuls of arrows). Bow is rarely used and/or carried.
Traits: Supernal Faith/Preternal Resistance (Faith)
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