My fists are fine, it's just my soul's a little bruised
Colt Winchester
 the Sharpshot
Marshal of Hak Etme
Age: 36 | Height: 5'6" | Race: Accepted | Citizenship: Hak Etme | Level: 8
STR: 30 - DEX: 33 - END: 26 - LUCK: 31 - ARC: - INT: - HP: 208 - BASE ROLL: 64
Played by: Blu
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MP: 2750

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Her arrows are landing, but the rats don’t feel them as much as she’d like, and she clenches her teeth. A reminder, not that she needed the nip of it, that she needs to finish the tasks Frey provided her to make her edge more substantial than this.

Deimos’ might is her shield yet again, and she doesn’t begrudge the shelter of it in the least. She sees the way her mark staggers, but still crawls, and how he twists to lend lightning to it, as much assault as distraction and deterrent. Shaking out her arm for a minute, and focuses on moving further away than her slow creeping pace, she tries her best to maintain distance.

She glances at the magnificent bird, grateful they seem to be able to cooperate seamlessly even in silence. She’d have raised her voice to offer some of her motives, but the rats need no further reason to pursue her. So, just keeping an eye on where the Sword is at, Colt again nocks a sharpened arrow and fires two quick successions of pointed shafts towards rat 3.



The Pencil Sharpener | An earthen quiver that sharpens any arrow placed inside.
Type: Dark | Style: Offensive | Level: Upgraded | Cost: Action

The Wildwatch: Hunter’s Presence: Rolls with advantage against regular creatures (anything marked with a difficulty of Normal or below).

 
Colt
Received a Gilded Market wig from Remi that resembles her usual hair and is enchanted to stay on better than most wigs | has a reverse centaur tattoo on her left hand with the legs going down her pointer and middle fingers that looks like this.

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RE: My fists are fine, it's just my soul's a little bruised - by Colt - 03-25-2026, 10:36 PM



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