One fifth of a notorious Wild West gang, Lucien prefers spending time with beautiful women to robbing trains.
Lucien's curling red hair has been bleached to a fair strawberry blonde by the harsh Western sun and his naturally pale skin is tanned and weather-worn. Taking a little more pride over his appearance than his rougher brothers, Lucien's square jaw is usually clean shaven and his clothes rakishly fashionable (so far as is possible for an outlaw). Dusty denim jeans tucked into sturdy boots with a leather belt, open collar shirt and hide jacket are his preferred attire, which, along with his easy good looks and liquid green eyes have attracted the eye of many a saloon girl.
Charismatic, good-humoured and more than a little laid-back, Lucien takes most things in his stride. He is happy to let his older brother Lucas run the gang but is always on hand to take him down a peg should the need arise. Although he'd much rather be drinking at the nearest saloon or making friends in the nearest cathouse, he views his criminal activities as a tiresome necessity. After all, what would the others do without his charm and talent for acting? And what would he do if he were to go on the straight and narrow?
Two pistols (which are largely for show as Lucien isn't the most talented sharpshooter) and a hunting knife. A hipflask is omnipresent in his back pocket and his dust-encrusted hat rarely leaves his head.