
::Age:: 37
::Job Description:: Marshal. He's essentially the towns only true sheriff. To say essentially, means that he can be bought off--for lesser crimes of course. The higher crimes of killing in cold blood, that will provoke him into action. He is not somebody you want on your tail.
::Nicknames:: The Deadman's Hand, Aces an' Eights, Marshal, Marshal Blackwater
::Height::6ft 2in
::Weight:: 188 lbs.
::Hair Color::Black, coarse and thick. Traces of silver
::Facial Hair:: Black goatee
::Eye Color:: Deep Brown
::General Description:: Miles looks like he's something out of an old western movie; old dark brown duster that hangs down by his cowboy boots which trod the streets of Roram. One blink, that's all it takes and you might miss him, discounting him to be amongst the rabble that comes and goes. He has adorned atop his head, an old cavalry officers hat . It is brown, has a tarnished badge planted dead center, that hailed back to a time of law and order-- with two lengths of gold cord tied about it in a ceremonious manner. The rest of him is dressed in denim jeans, bandoliers for bullets, two holsters for his handguns two revolvers of high antiquity that fired .357 rounds very well. An old denim button up shirt and a large identifiable red bandanna that's tied around his neck as well as two black, full-length gloves.
::Tendencies:: He has this awful tendency to get into the affairs of men who kill other men for no damn reason. Marshal as he called, has one of the fastest hand drawing techniques down pat. 0.145 seconds, which means that the gun is cocked, drawn, aimed (from the hip), and fired in just over 0.06 seconds. Given that the average human reaction time is around 0.2 to 0.25 seconds, the round is over before most people can react.
::Belongings:: Locket he gave his late wife Annabelle.
::Personality:: Marshal for the most time is a very, lets shall we say, good man. He helps those who need it and deserves it. He keeps the city of Roram from being overrun by gangs, cannibals and overall the worst lot. But that does not mean he is totally indecent himself. He drinks and he gambles like most any man would do, like the rest of the world has adapted to doing. But he has a dark secret, well, several dark secrets but this dark secret is--at the end of his shift he gets shitfaced on drugs. It has partly to do with his past, a part to do with a side of that longs for the world to be in a better place because he feels too god damned tired to be protecting the folks of Roram. But yet, a part of him is so convicted in the belief that humanity can do the right thing--he always reaches back out to lend it a helping hand in hopes that it will realize that it can grow into something more.
Although even with his deadly precision, and undeniably faster than the eye could blink firing method--he doesn't boast, and he carries himself in a very humbling way. He has what can be construed as good manners, yet, hates it when people are killed under his watch with no good reason and will make to tell the perpetrators. However, he unlike most would rather deal with problems logically rather than in a shoot out. If there was any modern saint, martyr or crusader--it would be him.
::History:: Miles hails from Blackwater, where as you guessed it, the water is black and purified. Still, the firewater was what the town was known for--and gambling, of course. This was where the Albino Man's story really began, because no one account for the reason of the entire town's sudden disappearance--Miles aside. Miles was away to another town in the east, when he returned the town was empty of life. Everything kept where it was laid, nothing seemed disturbed. He searched and he searched, as up and coming sheriff, he had to find out what had happened to everyone. To his parents.
He found them. Six miles away. Butchered like cattle and left in a mass grave. Their flesh and muscle peeled back from the bone and gnawed on. The carcasses were being eaten by the local wildlife,which was disturbing and he threw up there on the spot. He thought originally that a raider gang had somehow muscled their way into the town and took several people hostage and this led the rest of them to follow. But his investigation got a lot more disturbing, when he found they hadn't taken anything of value.
Miles stayed in the empty town of Black water for a week, just trying to figure this out. When one night he was biting his thumb in an absent minded process, he noticed the teeth indentions on his finger this cued him to respond by going to the grave site and looking at the bones themselves. Surely, the had human teeth impressions on the bones that were not crushed. It became clear then, it was a cannibal. A very, highly intelligent cannibal. One that had no right mind to spare the little girls and the women. He slew them all.
But who? It was simple. There was a woman who had been captured, brutalized and raped by a mutant a years prior, she produced one of them vile offspring. After that incident, Miles went from town to town, operating as a sheriff, as a gun for hire and making his living. He married a gal by the name of Annabelle. However, in a world as cruel as this, she took to tuberculosis and died shortly after. He had given her his mothers locket that his father gave her. He now carries that locket with him. He still hunts for the Albino that killed that massacred Blackwater and the town of Rum Reed.
He came to Roram a while back and had been acting as the towns sheriff.
"The Judge" / "The Executioner"
2x Model: 27 .357 Magnum
Caliber: .357 Magnum
.38 S&W Special +P
Capacity: 6 Rounds
Action: Single/Double Action
Barrel Length: 6.5" / 16.5 cm
Front Sight: Pinned Patridge
Rear Sight: Micro Adjustable
Overall Length: 12" / 30.5 cm
Weight: 48.5 oz. / 1,374.9 g
Grip: Engraved Wood
Material: Frame-Carbon Steel
Cylinder-Carbon Steel
Barrel-Carbon Steel
Finish: Bright Blue

- Leather Tooled Holster
- Suede-lined
- Vegetable-tanned
- Texas star conchos
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