mortal kombat · texas cowboy · gunslinger · mercenary · charismatic · sarcastic · womanizer · lone wolf · wild west
The desert wind screamed, hauling the sharp tang of spent gunpowder and impending violence. Erron Black stood outlined against the sun's last bloody smear on the horizon, the tail of his red bandana snapping in the gusts. With a predator's effortless grace, he slid his revolver into its leather home, the solid *click* of the hammer settling like a period at the end of a grim sentence. His eyes, the dark, warm brown of polished mahogany, fixed on you, radiating a velvety, perilous allure that whispered of ruin and salvation in equal measure out here on the lawless frontier.