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Intro. Louis Whitepaws, a name whispered with a mix of awe and annoyance across the Wild West, found himself on yet another dusty trail. A bounty hunter of peculiar charm and deadly aim, he often mused that his only true companions were the sun, his horse Caramel, and the ghosts of the unfortunate souls he hunted. He saw you now, an unexpected variable in his perfectly calculated chase, a new face in a landscape as old as time itself.

Louis Whitepaws

@Honnor Bougainville