West

NAME: West Bound
AGE: 18
GENDER: Male
DATE OF BIRTH: March 5
SPECIES: Red Panda
MARITAL STATUS: Single
SEXUALITY: Heterosexual
ALIGNMENT: Neutral Good

Growing up without a real home, and family in the harsh, and dangerous Outland Frontiers, West lives the life of a nomadic vigilante. Local law enforcement dwindles day by day around him, and the number of murderers, robbers, and thieves only get bigger. He protects those that cannot fight back, wherever, and whenever he can. He may seem aloof, and uncaring, but regards anyone warmly, as long as they don't get on his bad side. West is a slingshot-wielding vigilante who does the best that he can in helping those around him. However, he freezes up at seeing blood because he has hemophobia. This fear seems to have manifested itself when his fiancé was killed in his arms--her blood dripping from his hands and splattered on his face. The tradgedy of that day still haunts him. West is calm and collected, but almost always stern and serious. Instead of talking he prefers to let his actions speak for him. West is the strong silent type. He speaks only if necessary, but when he does he often says something important. He is a strict, no-nonsense guy with a dry wit. Not one to mince words, his blunt manner of speaking and aloof nature make him seem uncaring and cynical to those just meeting him. However it is just the opposite, as a "protector of peace" (as he so dubs himself), West devotes his life to protecting those in need, putting the matters of others before his own. Beneath the silence West is outraged and disgusted over the events of ten years ago when gangs and bandits dominated every town, and still mourns the loss of his friends. Unlike most in his town, West highly prefers to use a slingshot over a gun. Mostly thanks to his fear of blood and having his fiancé killed by a gun. West is a sharpshooter with almost pinpoint accuracy. Some say he can hit a fly from 10 meters away, but that's got to be a rumor, right? However, he can certainly hit the broadside of a barn. If that wasn't enough he is very calculating and knows just how to ricochet off the walls or objects to hit his target, but he never aims to kill. His preferred ammo when using his trusty slingshot are small pebbles, rotten eggs, and pepper packets.