[Img] http://pre13.deviantart.net/ca5e/th/pre/i/2012/164/2/1/skull_cowboy_by_jping-d53ayr5.jpg[/img]

NAME: The Interloper. Shelly.
AGE: Estimated from voice, 40's.
GENDER: Appears to be a male.

APPEARANCE: Shelly is dressed like any other common adventurer slash bandit that appears on the dry deadlands of the west. Perhaps his most unique, and bizarrely intriguing feature is his semi-realistic skull mask. It appears to be made of solid materials, perhaps the working of Indian magicians. There are holes in the place of the skull's eye sockets that channel Shelly's odd gleaming eyes. 

He always wears his long scarlet scarf and carries his two trusted pistols in the leather holsters, criss crossed around his hips. His boots are leather black and smudged with dust and burnt blood. 

OCCUPATION: Mercenary, Lone Adventurer. 

BIO: Shelly journeyed from the far eastern borders looking for the fabled royal crest hidden somewhere in the western deserts. He stopped by a friendly looking town to rest his weary lungs, and troubled mind, feed his lust for a drink. A damsel's warm insides. (Much to be revealed through flashbacks)  

PERSONALITY: TBR.

TALENTS: 
Killing People. 
Surviving Harsh conditions.
Plays a piano like a boss.
Master Gunslinger. 

FLAWS:
Talking to people.
Drinking and sex addict.
Unable to to remove his mask so he looks like a complete douchebag indoors.