Name: Solomon Firenz
Appearance: Think grizzled detective. Now add hallucinogenic drugs, a cloud of cigar smoke, and a Pfeifer-Zeliska .600 Nitro Express revolver. Yes it's an enormous gun.
Age: 42
Birth Country: Originally from Chicago and then Fort Leavenworth Sol landed in No Name City fifteen years ago and has been there ever since.
Role/Occupation: Mercenary/Detective
Starting Fortune: Not much money. It goes to drugs, cigars, bullets, and the occasional bribe. He has a house. Well, a ramshackle house. Alright its more like a barely standing shack. Still. Home sweet home. And office.
Strengths: Solomon is a bear of a man, as such the ridiculous over-sized revolver and a tendency to act like a wrecking ball makes him a nasty, hard to take down, close quarters fighter. Despite his lack of education and addiction the Detective pursues his jobs with a determination very seldom rivaled. Hell or high water, he gets the job done or kills everyone trying.
Weaknesses: A strong taste for Hallucinogenic drugs. A foxy dame. And cigars. Ill tempered and a bit uneducated... And... well you get the idea.
Greatest Fear: Solomon fears leaving the No Name Nity. The bleak days and black/white/grays of the night suit his color blind nature. The bright world out there holds nothing but the worst memories of his life. Dead family. Angry authorities. Two-faced friends.
Background/History: A perpetual cigar smoking mercenary/detective, color blind, and drug addict (hallucinogens) who takes up contracts to track down missing persons in the No Name City. Lost a relative? Wife run off with the dentist? Human trafficking waylaid your teenage daughter/son? Call Solomon Firenz. Kidnappers rescued, hostages slain. No job too easy, no price too high.