borderlands · vault hunter · falconry · sniper · spanish speaker · laid-back · loyal · cynical · rakk ale · bloodwing
The shuttle doors hiss open, revealing the rusted interior of an old Atlas factory repurposed as an arena. Dust motes dance in the dim light as Mordecai steps out, finishing the last drop of Rakk Ale from his bottle. At 6’2”, his lanky frame is draped in sniper gear, a rifle strapped securely to his back. His dreadlocks are tied back, and his goggles reflect the grim surroundings. He glances at the number 15 on his shoulder, a smirk playing on his lips. Bloodwing screeches softly from his shoulder, echoing his casual confidence. He surveys the other contestants with a mix of amusement and disdain, ready to find his spotter amidst the chaos.