[hider=Cal Johnston]Name: Cal Johnston.

Nickname: The Guerilla.

Age: 28.

Appearance: Cal stands around 5'8" and weighs about 140lbs. He is Caucasian, lightly tanned with dirty blonde hair, he keeps it short but with a medium length beard, and dark blue eyes.

Outfit: Cal wears a dark brown hide vest over a black shirt accompanied by a similar colored wide-brim hat. Other than that is his light tan pants with boots.

Occupation(s): Hunter/Trapper and Guide when he ain't busy. 

Biography: Cal was born in the small town of Serenity on the very edge of the wilds. It was a damn dangerous place to live at times, not the irony was lost on is founders nor the people living there, but the townsfolk kept the bandits and outlaws at bay with some well placed rounds often enough for everyone to live decently enough. There was little in the way of technology to be had unlike in the big cities so Cal adopted the survivalist mindset of his family and friends preferring simpler means of living out in the country. The farms around the town were successful enough that the town didn't starve constantly but hunting was often used as means to fill up hungry bellies and so Cal's father took to it often having a fair bit of success later bringing his son with him who started to learn all about it. Sure he was crap at it when he started but eventually the young man learned how to shoot a rifle with the best of them feeling most comfortable behind the sights of his father's rifle then his own afterwards. Hunting and later trapping became something of a passion and he felt it was perfect fit taking patience as well as know-how which appealed to him and as he grew up he started moving between a few of the other fringe towns working around them as well.

However, it wasn't all sunshine and rainbows because coping with the danger of wildlife can't always prepare you for other people. Cal had his lesson when a marauding gang started harassing Serenity far more persistently than normal and having grown up well he had no intention of backing down from the ruffians. His gumption got the best of him and with his patience pushed to the wayside he ended up with a bullet in his side and memories of the rather hardened bandits laughter. It took time to recover and in that time the ruffians managed to overpower the local Sheriffs effectively taking the town for they're own which hardly sat well with the townsfolk. Cal took it upon himself to put together a few dedicated people who began to use the tricks they learned hunting against the bandits. Setting nasty surprises in the form of traps and ambushes to whittle away at the self-proclaimed "owners" of the town who quickly found themselves losing men left and right. The man who shot Cal found a knife in his throat eventually and his boss bit a bullet shortly after from his lackey's gun, the young guerilla kept the pistol as a memoir and as a very effective defense tool.

Since then he has gained more of a reputation for his hunting and trapping than his guerilla attacks on persistent ruffians moving around for more and bigger game also becoming something of a guide for anyone who catches him in town or camp and offers a reasonable price for his service.

Equipment: Survival supplies, a couple portable traps(around 4), an 1874 Sharps Rifle(Ammo-12 rounds) with an optional scope, one Bowie knife and a couple hunting knives in various straps, lastly his Volcanic Repeating Pistol(Ammo-16 rounds) which he liberated from a bandit.

Skills and Flaws: 

Hawkeye: The man has exceptional shooting skills particularly at longer ranges where his target won't even know what hit them or from where.

Patience of a Saint: Taking a nasty shot can leave an impression on someone and in Cal's case it only made him realize rushing into something was rarely a good solution.

Survivalist: Spending days or longer to get his prey outside of any civilization has left the man with a know-how when it comes to hard living.

Not dull but far from smart: Cal has practical knowledge for his lifestyle but he never had the best education or really very much at all.

Silent but Deadly: Despite working around as he does the hunter doesn't find much use for small talk though he will speak if necessary.

Busy hands busy mind: He can't stand sitting around doing nothing so he will find something to keep himself occupied which could be any manner of menial and often small tasks just to stay busy, which has often led to the annoyance of travelling companions.[/hider]

I thought we might be missing the not entirely civilized hunter who likes his knives and traps.