My fists are fine, it's just my soul's a little bruised
Colt Winchester
 
Rancher
Age: 36 | Height: 5'6" | Race: Accepted | Citizenship: Nomadic | Level: 7
STR: 28 - DEX: 28 - END: 24 - LUCK: 27 - ARC: - INT: - HP: 168 - BASE ROLL: 55
Played by: Blu
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MP: 2420

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The sickening rancor of the beast reminds her of the Family’s viciousness, of corrupted animals prone to flinging themselves into ruin rather than the sense of retreat and survival. Its violence feeds it more than anything else, it seems, and she has to wonder if living in a place like this isn’t the cause.

A tree nearby is where she turns her attention as the distance between them falters again. Maybe an obstacle put in its path would help slow it down. She grunts as she turns, wading through the muck and reaching out to the branches to haul her through it that much faster. Her fingers curl against the bark as she passes around it, going for a little ring-around-the-rosy if need be.

Unfortunately, this adds more difficulty to her bow and arrow use, but in close range now, she still has some use. Withdrawing a knife from her boot, she flicks it open. ”Just die already,” she grumbles to the beast, flicking the blade towards its ugly body.



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 - 03-29-2026, 12:15 PM



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