Harbinger: Resistant Strain
Gun wielding gambler.
Relic: Light Of The Moon (3) (Remington) Moon Purview, +2 Accuracy, Ability To Change Shape.
Guide: (2) (At OceanDeepFall’s Creation)
Epic Dexterity: 2
-Knacks: Cat’s Grace, Trick Shooter
Epic Perception: 2
-Knacks: Subliminal Warning, Perfect Pitch
Moon: 1 – Smoking Mirror. 2 – Tidal Interference.
Arete: 1 – Marksman
Arete: 1 – Empathy
Lead Virtue: Vengeance
Tristan is a 27 year old, caucasian male from Lower Las Vegas. He has no earthbound family to speak of, no major connections to anyone personally and keeps that distance well known to others. His family are the dice and cards at the tables. Money, fame, fortune are all a side thought to the risk of putting it all on the line for one shot at a lucky roll or a flush on the river.
The thought of being a scion was more a logical read of his character than a surprise. He was gifted and he knew it. Being able to read people, tell the next move, call a bluff with near ease. Outside of that, his skill with a rifle, though never formally trained, was magnificent at worst in most eyes. Though, that was a rarely used skill, only saved for keeping his life and for when he was cheated out of a big win.
His major flaw, besides being dangerously arrogant, would clearly be his temper. Call him whatever, say whatever and do whatever and he’ll shrug it off. But attack him or cheat at the table and he’ll hunt you until either he or the person is dead or the deed is justified.
Normally can be seen wearing a purple or red suit, a matching slick-back fedora with two moons on either side, one black and one white. Usually always carrying either a matching cane or a deck of cards that he uses to keep his nimble fingers busy. The cards have a crescent moon design on the backs where the can is tipped with a 3/4 moon pommel. A tribute to his adoptive mother, Artemis, Goddess of the Hunt.