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Description

Stacy was of a tall muscular build, his skin a dark reddish brown tone. His long jet black hair was tied in a pony tail, his dark brown eyes filled with calm serenity, and a large vertical scar over his left brow. His forearms donned black leather bracers. His attire consisted of a black sleeveless shirt of silk material, a black leather belt with a silver buckle that held up his denim blue jeans. Finally, his footwear was a pair of tall black leather combat boots with five buckles on the outer sides of both calves.

Adding to his foreign appearance, he wore two eagle feather that protruded from the tie in his hair, a native american choker around his neck and a matching breast plate that hung over his chest.

Personality

I tend to remain silent around those I meet for the first time, never saying more than I have to. I'm respectful to those who are worthy of it, never showing ill intent to those who are good natured, but showing those who are hostile to me that I am no pushover.

To women I am extremely reclusive, having been single all of my life.

I treat all of Earth's plants and animals as I would my own family as I have been taught from birth.

Equipment

All of these weapons are carried in various holsters wrapped around various parts of my body.

A custom made knife made for me by a master blacksmith


Two 1860 Army Issue Pewter Revolvers


A 50-50 Winchester Rifle with lever action


A 50 caliber Anti-Material Rifle given to me by a comrade/
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A sawed-off double-barrel shotgun


The mare's leg


I also use various Indian penaltons and blankets for warmth and comfort.

For my medicinal equipment, I use eagle feathers, peyote, red clay, and other various herbs used for physical and spiritual healing.

History

My origins date back to the times when my people, numunu, the Comanche ruled this great country as the Lords of the Plains, controlling the Southwest as the greatest riders and horse breeders. Comanches are renowned as the fiercest of all Native American tribes. Not even the best of soldiers could match the riding, archery, and combative skills of the Comanche warriors. Though our lives were battle after battle, my people were not completely heartless. My family taught me from childbirth that every living and non-living thing has a spirit of it's own. All of our knowledge of healing and of medicinal herbs were given to us by our creator These teachings have kept me alive to this very day as I trench along my journey as one of the last warriors of my people. Though I seem emotionless to new people I, like my people, am not completely heartless.

However, nothing could have prepared me for the Hell I'm about to face.

"Taa?Ahpuh, Nu? Tsutai..."

God be with me...

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