Name:The Nav With No Name
Gender:Male
Element: Normal/Null
Subtype: Cursor
Appearance:
Epic image by hub's friend, high res edition
Framed against the starry night sky, frozen on the sand dune, is the enigmatic man of mystery: The Nav With No Name.
At first glance, you notice his brown cowboy hat, a cross between a fedora and a sombrero. The next thing you notice is his brown shawl. Below the shawl, black pants that melt into his boots.
As you get closer, you'll make out his face. He appears to be in his early thirties, but his face tells of hard grit. His impressive mane appears not to have been shaved in months. A lit cigar is in his mouth, a red flame against the black sky.
He smiles, revealing impossibly perfect teeth.
And then his cloak flies, like a bat, behind him.
He's wearing a brown vest, and a blue denim shirt. He has a brown belt, and two silver guns holstered. In the blink of an eye, a gun is in his hands.
You see light.
You are dead.
A wolf howls as gun-lightning breaks the silence.
Personality:
The strong, silent type. The Nav With No Name is loyal to two people: Landon, and himself. With a devil-may-care attitude, a dark sense of humor, and a habit of cigar-smoking, he's the dude little navis want to be.
Custom Weapon: Peacespeaker
The Peacespeaker. A black sixgun, a favorite among law and rogues alike. Packing a heavy punch, this gun could stop a charging warhorse.
Signature Attack: Sawed-Off Shotgun
A small, silver-barreled shotgun, with most of the barrel sawn completely off. Compact, it packs a powerful punch, but isn't so easy to reload...
EDIT:
Deals 2x30 damage (60 Pts)
2 turns of CD