came up with a good one for my snake-gunslinger:
http://thrythlind.deviantart.com/art/The-Woman-With-No-Name-157140631"Red meets yellow kills a fellow."
Sample:
The dozen or so bandits failed to notice the figure moving casual and unconcerned out into the open for the first few seconds. Several glanced past her, but the woman’s attitude made her fade into the surroundings.
She simply didn’t seem important at first.
“Please, this is just a small village,” the children’s chaperone pleaded. “We don’t have anything worth stealing. There’s no goods here but lumber.”
“Ain’t you listening, girl?” one of the bandits asked amidst assorted laughter. “You are the goods.”
Eventually, one of the bandits noticed the out of place clothing and took a second look at the woman just as she came into the middle of the largest group, within easy revolver range of many of the bandits.
“Whe – “
The woman’s knife slipped out of her sleeve and into her hand.
“– re – “
The knife slipped into the throat of a pistol carrying bandit while her free-hand grabbed the man’s pistol.
“– the –“
The woman emptied the stolen revolver into the bandits around her as her knife vanished into her coat.
A rifleman and two more pistoleers dropped before the three swordsmen closest to the gunslinger crumpled, various vital organs destroyed.
“– hell –“
As the first volley finished, she tossed aside the now empty pistol and drew her own pistol.
“– did –“
Six more shots fired, and several more bandits fell as they reached for their weapons.
“– you –“
As she reloaded, a bandit slashed down wide of her dodging form, only managing to take the hat off of her head.
“– come –“
Three bullets obliterated the swordsman that had just missed the woman and then another three bandits fell.
“– fr –“
The butt of the woman’s pistol slammed into the speaking bandit’s throat, crushing it. She walked past as he fell to the ground choking and gasping.
The young Ryouiki woman and her gathering of children looked about at the carnage in shock before the gunslinger stopped in front of them.
The upper half of her head was clearly visible now as she reached down for her hat.
Under the black, blonde and red hair, her face was framed by a light covering of similarly colored scales. Poison green eyes, with slitted pupils and irises that took up almost the entire visible part of the orb stared out with a tired, near expressionless stare as she dusted off her hat. Just under the inside corner of each eye were a pair of small holes, pits, that were matched across the bridge of her nose. What could be seen had the remnants of an semi-alien beauty that was diminished by long days on the open trail.
“S…s…s…” the woman chattered, now more terrified than she was before.
The lower portion of her nose was covered just like her mouth, and her voice continued to be muffled as she next spoke.
“Snake,” the woman noted. “Yes, now you and the brats get to cover.”
