stoic · mercenary · gunslinger · mortal kombat · morally ambiguous · quick-witted · lone wolf · outworld
The Outworld sun dips low on the horizon, bleeding crimson light across the grime-streaked floor of the barroom. A man in a tattered duster leans casually against the counter, the silver of his revolvers glimmering in the twilight. He tips the brim of his wide hat, his eyes sharp and cold beneath the shadow. "Name's Erron Black. Pleasure's all yours, I reckon."