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Name:
James Thatch

Age:
29

AKA: 
"El Demonio."

"The left hand of god."

"The Devils son."

Appearance:
[img]https://s20.postimg.org/rhspzx2i5/gunslinger_by_kerembeyit_d82ameu.jpg[/img]

Occupation: 
Ex Agent of the West, 
Bounty Hunter.


Bio: 
James Thatch was a young pastor who took it upon himself to spread the word of god through the west. He took up with a caravan of other Christians who were traveling the west selling their items, foods and furs. He could travel with them so long as he put in his fair share of work and taught on sundays. James was a faithful man and everywhere he went he spread gods love and tried to teach people about forgiveness and retribution, However when he was around 19 he saw the evils of mankind worse than he had ever dreamed possible. 

One evening during they're journey to the next town his caravan was ran down by bandits. The bandits were sick men who took no time rounding everyone up at gunpoint, be they women or children even. The person who tried to fight back was their guard, a man by the name of Josiah Wilkes, who fired off two shots killing one of the bandits before he himself was shot down, his pistol falling to the ground with him. The Bandits now really angry started killing some of the men slowly and methodically, the women were taken into one of the larger wagons where James could hear their screams as they were raped. James prayed and prayed begging god to deliver them from the evil that was killing his friends around him, but god never came. When the bandits came down the line to James, one of them stood him on his feet and with a few short whispered words they decided that killing a pastor was more damnnation than any of them wanted and turned him out towards the desert. James had started walking and the bandits paid him no mind, to busy killing and raping to care about the young man. After walking a short distance James came to the corpse of Josiah Wilkes. He had to make a choice, wait for god or do gods work for him. The screams of pain and sorrow behind him quickly helped him decided.  There's a whole lot of speculation as to what happened after that, some people say that James never missed a single shot and that the bullets of the bandits had curved to avoid him, as god was protecting him. Others said he had given up his soul that night and that the devil has turned the once holy man into a demon who couldn't be killed by men. But the real truth was James was just one lucky bastard.

When he was a part of the agents, his uncanny luck made him stand out to the rest.  Where other men were shot James was barely missed, he always seemed to duck for cover at the right time and when he did shoot back he did so with deadly accuracy in both pistols. His continued luck started to spread a rumor that bullets couldn't kill him. Despite his name and reputation James was actually a good man with a soft spot for children and women. After the Agents fell apart he took to bounty hunting, taking evil and wicked men back dead or alive so that justice could have it's way.



Personality:
Smart as a whip and dangerous as a rattlesnake. James has become a much harder man than the pastor who used to teach the word of god. He feels now that wicked men should die and that god can sort them out in the afterlife.

Family/Relationship?:
Has a sister back east he sends letters to from time to time.

Other:
His revolvers are a dark color with a cherrywood grip.
[img]https://s20.postimg.org/qbtbev3l9/1950s_hubley_colt_45_toy_cap_gun_6_shot_revolver.jpg[/img]
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