Les couches de cartes soufflaient de main en main, du bout du doigt au bout du doigt, mais malgré la danse complexe qui se passait entre ses mains, les yeux d'or foncé de Santiago étaient stabilisés sur la conversation qui se passait à sa gauche, ses oreilles aiguës et ouvertes pour tout ce qui attirerait son attention. C'est généralement ainsi qu'il a obtenu ses pistes - des rumeurs, des conseils d'administration et des menaces pour les personnes corrompues. À l'apparent 'Johnny's's looth-talking', Santiago a facilement empêché un sourire de se former sur ses lèvres, en retournant le jeu de cartes vers le bas sur la table avec un 'thunk' calme.
Glissant la carte supérieure du pont, le chasseur de primes a regardé l'As des Clubs, se sentant le long des bords fraiches de la carte, mais éparpillés en papier. Cela avait toujours été sa carte préférée, et celle qu'il a habituellement choisie chaque fois qu'il faisait des tours de main. Il n'était pas vraiment le genre de gars à jouer avec l'argent, mais il était plutôt bon à ça, toutes choses considérées. Il détestait d'habitude les choses malhonnêtes comme ça, cependant, et n'a pas vraiment aimé tromper des gens innocents de cette façon. Bien sûr qu'il pourrait faire sauter le cerveau d'un homme sans se battre contre un cil, mais escroquer un gars de sa dernière pièce a immédiatement soulevé ses barrières morales.
Son petit sourire à peine perceptible venant à travers, Santiago a glissé l'As de Cards jusqu'à la droite de la table, sa tête se tournant finalement vers les hommes à gauche. "Pour un jeu, desconocidos?" Il parlait, son ton brut, légèrement accentué, tenant un bord d'amusement.
Name: Santiago Montoya
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Nativity: Hispanic - Mexican descent.
Description: Santiago, as stated above, is a man of Hispanic, or, to be more specific, Mexican, descent. He stands at a good 6'1 or so, with a physique built from years of hard labour, constantly moving about, and tough times. His face is tanned by the unforgiving sun of the West, with well-defined cheekbones, and a handsome jawline that is said to be able to bite through bullets. A scuffle of a beard dusts over the lower portion of his face, cleaned and occasionally cut with an old, yet well-sharpened razor.
Occupation: Former Outlaw, now full-time Bounty Hunter/Wanderer.
Biography: This is shrouded in mystery, although some law enforcers do wonder. It is just known, on the dusty trail, that Santiago was born somewhere in Mexico, where he grew up in a gang, got into trouble with the law, and became an Outlaw that rode through the West, hijacking trains, killing, and looting. Eventually, when he was caught, he escaped using some sleight-of-hand tricks, and went right back to crime - until he hijacked a train that held his birth father and mother. They recognized him, easily, as he had ran away from home at a young age. Although he, confused and horrified, escaped the train and rode away on his trusty steed, that brief stare between horrified parental figures, and a grizzled criminal, put him on a...straighter path. Definitely not a good one. Hanging up his Outlaw ways for the life of the Bounty Hunter, Santiago has long since been on the dusty trail, putting fear in the hearts of every criminal, as he took different Bounty Hunting notices and missions with no hesitance.
Personality: To be revealed, if that's okay.
Talents/Flaws: Santiago has some of the quickest hands, and sharpest eyes in the Wild West. A crackshot with a wide variety of weapons - more noticeably his two revolvers, and a sawed-off shotgun, once Santiago has you in his sights...you'd better duck and roll, despite it not doing you any good. A victim and winner in many a bar brawl, he is also a skilled hand-to-hand combatant, used to using his environment, and his trusty combat knife, whenever using his guns aren't the answer. Finally, as a former outlaw, Santiago is highly used to things such as high-speed horseback riding, sneaking around, throwing and defusing dynamite, and generally outlawish behavior. This has also made him calm and focused under pressure, and he adapts to things quickly.
Flaw-wise, Santiago isn't a people's person. He'd rather shoot somebody to make them talk, rather than slowly disarming them through sleight of words, and this can easily get him in trouble with others. Similarly, the man's god awful at cooking, and usually sticks to roasting things over a fire and hoping the inside gets warm enough to eat. Generally, anything that requires a soft hand and a patient heart, Santiago doesn't fool with, and would much rather be on the trail, blazing through the dirt on Diablo - his steed, rather than gardening, or whatever soft people do these days. He's surprisingly good at guitar, and enjoys playing it at night, when no one's around, to soothe his nerves.