Marshal Travis Ninerings: The Marshal, the Longarm of the Law, the Executioner.
Nicknames: The Marshal, The Executioner, The Gun of Vengeance, The Blazing Glory, and The Right Hand of Talis’Vrok.
Marshal Longshot is generally seen as one half of a duo of lawmen who helped bring order to the frontier land of Talis’Vrok. They disrupted the Astarte occupational forces and destroyed much of the munitions industry, leadership, and infrastructure they needed to project power across Talis’Vrok, allowing the Demos to rise with minimal loss of life. The Marshal is one of the quickest draws across the Astarte colonies and has left a trail of blood, lead, and hope wherever he has tread. He eventually retired from the frontier to settle in Axandria’s capital as a private detective, working to undermine the heart of Astarte power.
A tall man with a shaved head, a deeply scarred face, and a pronounced limp. Dressed in black with silver spurs and silver and yellow trim in sun motifs. He is known for his signature black duster with embroidered lilies. One green eye seems to light the world before him, and the other a pale foggy white feel as if it reads your very soul. He walks with the assured confidence of a man who has fought against Fate itself and remained unbowed. Armed with twin custom-tooled .45 revolvers: Wax, with a red copper finish and ivory handle plates sporting the fleur-de-lis backed by the rising star Siger; Wane, a golden brass-finished revolver with polished wooden plates on its handle sporting a design of the new sphere that is Ithia held in pale hands; some force seems to make this weapon unable to kill. He keeps a small, double-barreled holdout pistol on his ankle named Vinyet, with a bluish finish; its handle plates are obsidian covered in resin purple enamel that shows a bunch of grapes crossed by daggers. The weapon is chambered for 12-gauge slugs; generally coated in silver, tipped in wrought iron, and blessed, for anything occult that lead can’t solve.
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