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Dustdevil sat himself at the end of a bar by the wall in a dimly lit pub, [i]"The Pale Pig"[/i]. Shadows danced across patrons' foamy mugs and onto the walls surrounding them to the rhythm of flickering candle lights. The air was stagnant, smelling of stale beer and a bit of mold. Dustdevil preferred these locations like this. Unconcerned and well off the beaten path, people who came here meant to be here; and people who mean to be here are for drink and quiet. No prying eyes, brown noses, or running mouths are to be found at The Pale Pig. Dustdevil leaned over the bar and signaled to the bartender for a mug. The bartender nodded his head in acknowledgement as he finished drying a mug with a damp table cloth, leaving it with a slight film that was not there before. The Bartender poured the beer fresh from the barrel into the mug, overfilling the head of the mug so that suds ran down the side of the glass in streams. He placed a napkin in front of Dustdevil, and placed the mug down onto it hard, practically slamming it. The beer with in splashed side to side within the mug as more suds rolled down the sides of the glass. Dustdevil could taste the aroma of it as he raised the glass to his mouth. Pungent, stale, and yet somehow flavorless. They were watering down the brew, again. Were it not for the atmosphere, location, and cheap prices at The Pale Pig Dustdevil would probably never have comeback after the first time. 

A few more patrons entered the pub as Dustdevil placed his mug back onto the napkin. That's a thing here, not placing the mugs directly on the rotten, sticky bar top. One man was glassed by the bartender for it after he defiantly did so twice, before being thrown out onto the street. Dustdevil slyly peeked at them from over his shoulder, no one worth noting. Dustdevil took another sip of his mug and noticed writing on the wet napkin in front of him. It seemed to be being written by a phantom pen as he watched. Fortunately, Dustdevil could read the message just fine even though the makeshift parchment was soaked. Stuffing the soggy napkin into his vest pocket, Dustdevil used his mug to push the mug of nearby patron's off the man's napkin while he was talking to a another. Dustdevil dropped two coppers into the glass alerting the bartender as he left The Pale Pig. Dustdevil could here the Bartender scolding the poor man as he closed the pub's door behind him and walked out into the dark, dirty street. Checking the napkin a second time to affirm the location, Dustdevil set off for Central Park with haste, a light trail of twirling particulate pursuing him.


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[b]Aspect of the Hunter:[/b] [color=00a99d][b]"Dustdevil"[/b][/color]
Naboris can communicate with the wind. He can track anything outdoors and hear things from miles away. Naboris is unaffected by wind resistance and in combat all of his movements are quicker, while all his enemies seem to move slower when standing near you. Naboris can also choose to have greater wind resistance when falling or being knocked back. From far distances Naboris can't be seen through the trail of dust that constantly follows him.

[b]Stats: [/b]
[i]Strength[/i] – C
[i]Vitality[/i] – C
[i]Skill[/i] – A
[i]Knowledge[/i] – B
[i]Bloodlust[/i] – D
[i]Darkness[/i] – A
 
[b]Skills:[/b] 
[i]Gunsmith[/i]
[i]Sleuth [/i] 

[b]Inventory:[/b] 
[i]Hair:[/i] A bullwhip made of braided leather and steel cord, reaching up to 6 meters in length. While the steel cord gives Hair a nasty bite, it’s true lethality is not as a whip. Upon adjusting a small knob at the bottom of the handle the steel cord with was once limb and serpentine becomes tense and stiff. The cord retracts in both diameter and length until it is merely 4 meters long in length and ranges from an inch thick at the start to a needle thin point, forming an extremely long and thin estoc-like weapon. The tightened steel has superb tensile strength, only bending just before it breaks.

[i]Shortbuss:[/i] A single shot pistol, with a unique over and under design and an enlarged barrel allowing it to fire rounds typically reserved for a blunderbuss. It lets Naboris bring the punch of a blunderbuss to a fight in the package of a pistol.

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