<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/rP0riYC.png)(http://i.imgur.com/aTxi5l4.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Johnathan "Gray"<br/><br/><strong>Player Name:</strong>Sabre<br/><strong>Ethnicity:</strong>Anglo-Indian<br/><br/><strong>Sex:</strong>Male<br/><br/><strong>Physical Description: </strong>Towering at over 6'3" and 225 lbs, his reach is impressive and his body free of any excess either in muscle or fat.  A swimmer's build underneath a slight boxer's bulkiness that stands out against his fitted suit.  Long dark hair, a growing beard, and bright brown eyes - hasn't trimmed his hair in some months but shaves now and then.  Has cuts and stab wounds on his chest and several lashes on his back that still have not healed.<br/><br/><strong>Age:</strong>32<br/><br/><strong>Sexual Orientation:</strong>Heterosexual<br/><br/><strong>Ons &amp; Offs:</strong>Personal Preferences (http://elliquiy.com/forums/onsoffs.php?u=27995), though more flexible than is written<br/><br/><strong>Citizenship:</strong>Just arrived in town, but obviously not from around these parts when he opens his mouth.<br/><br/><strong>Public Knowledge:</strong>A silver-tongue that isn't forked for once.  An ex-circus performer with a fine suit and empty pair of revolvers, he made his money and ticket to Gomorra by juggling revolvers and spinning them faster than even native westerners are used to.  And his stories about the exotic places in the world are good for a drink or two on the house, though it's not clear if he speaks from experience or from practice.  He's not terribly rich, but he does look like he has some money to his name.  His soothing voice can talk down most confrontations, and nerves of steel don't hurt either.  His troupe broke apart on questionable terms, so trouble may follow.  Doesn't sleep well at night without distracting booze or a warm body to hold.