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The old west (OCC)

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(this takes place after the civil war i suppose in a small town called devils tail)

the day was hot and rigged as usual an easy 85 degrees for now but it was only mornin after all.Its early morning and even the town drunk hasn't shown up for his liqueur.the saloon girls were still setting up for the morning and all was quite for once .not even the outlaws had run into town for a few weeks.That is until a dust cloud appeared in the distance .

A lone rider clung to there horse .Te horse galloped in like it was wild and a person rolled off the horse clopping to a stop nearby and whinnied seemign upset as its rider lay unmoving.some of the towns folk who were up crowded around the woman in the black duster .her eyes cl0sed a blood stain on her shirt her lower side bleeding.they were curios but most stayed back afraid as they saw a set of .45 revolvers recognizing her as an outlaw .none were brave enough to approach the woman as she lay dieing her eyes half open she gasps looking afraid before passing out completely.


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species:(can be anything from human to fur or what ever you like )
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Occupation:(lawman, hooker, barkeep, shop keep, outlaw, bum,saloon lady, or any thing you want so long as it fits the Wild West type world)
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Name:susan stiff
Age:20
Gender:female
species:human
Sexuality:bi
appearance:she has soft brown hair with blond streaks green eyes she wears a brown duster over a cotton shirt and a set of brown pants .her boots are the same shade of brown and she often can be described as rough towards others .theirs several scars tracing over her back some similar to knife wounds others wip marks. she is never seen without her large Grey horse dusty who is her constant companion.
Occupation:eek:utlaw/gunslinger wanted on several accounts of theft and murder of bounty hunters
Bio:eek:ften traveling alone sue never really was the law abiding citizen she is a gunslinger and has been know to steal cheat and outsmart anyone who gets in her way
weapon(if you have one):two .45 revolvers with ivory handles that have roses carved into them she also carries a Winchester riffle
 
Name: Soban Featherman

Age: 32

Gender: Male

Species: Half Demon. (Claws/Animal Instincts or speak)

Sexuality: Straight

Appearance: Soban has Medium length, black hair. He has Blue eyes that shift hues constantly. He has a long face that is kept shaven by the closest barber, or himself. He is slightly taller then average, and is not that muscular. His body is covered in scars and long ago healed wounds that continue to leave their phantom print on his body. He possesses no unusual features, spare his eyes, and the fact that he can grow and shed claws at will in a second's time. He usually wares a light brown dress shirt and a darker colored vest with dark pants. He has the usual western style brown cowboy hat.

Occupation: Wanderer/smuggler.

Bio: Soban never knew who his real parents were and was raised by a group of farmers. He was enslaved when the group of farmers learned of his abilities. Tortured and almost put to death, he was forced to work in their fields cutting their plants with his hands for so many years he lost track. He eventually escaped and left the farms in a blaze. He stole one of the horses that he felt was attached to him when he was under enslavement and keeps it as a reminder of what happened to him. He is now a wondering Whatever, he dose everything from delivering 'Small Packages', Construction work, or Taking out an outlaw or businessman.

Weapon: Claws. Also carries a Lever action Riffle on his back, Wooden Stock, Iron barrel and firing Mechanism. Loads .45mm rounds, or shotgun shells.
 
Name:Luaran Nightfall
Age:looks 23
Gender:female
species:succubus looks human
Sexuality:bi
appearance: Has long soft dark black hair that stops at her ass with blood red eyes that look like small rubes wears a simple black dress with black cloth shoes to attract people to her with complex tattoos design hidden under her dress with her dark skin makes her seem vary mysterious as she sit alone at the end of the bar
Occupation:Bar Girl
Bio:Not many of the towns people know much about her but they do know she showed up on day and started renting a room in the inn as she plays with all the men and woman that shows up in the bar
weapon: A silver stledo and throwing knifes
 
Name: Jerakath
Age: 127 (looks 24)
Gender: Male
species: Demon
Sexuality: Straight
appearance: Jerakath looks like most human males. Skin a dark shade of tan, with slightly long red hair. But his eyes have a way of changing. One would swear his eyes were a completely different color only moments ago. Aside from that he is built rather large, compared to most men, standing about 6'9" and 250 lbs approximately. He has intricate tattoo's of skulls and names laced upon his dark back, as well as his own branded across his chest. He can normally be seen, with a dark brown trench coat on, as well as his black hat, his two thunderers in their holsters. May also carry around his lighting magazine rifle.
Occupation: Death Dealer
Bio: Jerakath was summoned as a slave of a cult leader who mistook Jerakath as a lesser demon. Upon his rage after being summoned he slaughtered all but the youngest member of the cult, and the town in which in resided. Taking the small creature with him, he forced the young woman to help him in his search to find a way to back to his plane of existence. The journey led him all around the west looking for similar cults. Upon the journey he found himself in love with his human companion and decided it would be better to stay on the human plane. He found little happiness in his new found home he had began to build with beloved, as their house was burned and his loved one was raped to death, as he was out on a job one day. He had vowed to kill whoever was responsible for the pillaging of his home, finally giving up after having no luck on finding the killer with in the next thirty years of his life. He instead restarted his search for a cult to send him home. After many years of searching he found a cultist who demanded four hundred pounds of gold in return for the demon being sent back. Jerakath once again began taking jobs to gain the wealth he needed to return to his plane.
weapon: Two thunderers, with a lighting magazine repeating rifle.
 
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