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"He was the man who rode into our little valley out of the heart of the great glowing West and when his work was done rode back whence he had come and he was Shane." ~ Jack Schaefer

This mysterious stranger rode into a dusty, no-name town in Wyoming in the first days of the summer of 1889, a tired, haunted man heading no where in particular. He clearly values quality, from the clean lines of his dark trousers and coat, fine linen shirt, and soft black leather belt tooled in an intricate pattern, to the way he quietly and competantly sets about any task he puts a mind to. He also values honor, and lives by his own strict code, though he doesn't often feel inclined to share it with anyone else. He'll pay his debts fair, and won't take insults lightly.
He doesn't talk much about his past - there's some hint that he was once a cowpuncher, even more hints that he has survived his share and more of gunfights, a trick of his speech revealing that he once spent some time in Tennessee. What is clear, however, is that he regrets the path his life has taken, and would chose another if he could. There's a large gap between wanting an getting, however, and circumstances keep pushing him back to what his natural talents are suited for - the life of the gun.

Shane is from the book Shane, and is the property of Jack Schaefer. He appears here solely for the purpose of role-playing in milliways_bar, from which no profit whatsoever is being made.

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