Our kid, Philippe, makes his way by bounty hunting. He is an overcompensating cuss and a bit surly. He grew up on the mean streets of Mexico City. He then headed to the American west in search of bounties.
He takes folks often by surprise. He often resorts to fist fights and close quater weapons, like his knuckle-duster. Your average naer' do well has no idea he is threat till he gets close. The mad scientist has made him leather-dust gloves for his pugilistic endeavors.
He needs to wear gloves because of a failed fear check. He is phobic about them and is currently being chased by the hand abomination. Most of other posse members, the tougher ones, treat him like a kid brother. They have all picked up the loyal towards him. He is also still virgin which both he and the other players rib him about in character.
Of course he wears a rather large sombrero.
Your Fiend and
Personal Hero
Peter F. Kish