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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Paka" data-source="post: 1468072" data-attributes="member: 100">Character ConceptE-mailed to me from the player:I call myself Khat. (1) I'm a scar-faced, thin-lipped wench that most folks know to leave well enough alone. People say I started out as a vengeful twinkle in Daddy's eye, a neo-Sekhmet conceived to bring down those as done him wrong. (2) He was Mayor of Peoria (3) before he got run outta town, and that never sat with him, see. If anybody knows who Mama was, they ain't talkin' and I don't much care: I grew up with Daddy, on the run in the scrublands. Folks've said he weaned me on scorpion venom and fresh blood, but that's just bull<img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" />. It was goat's milk and whatever else he had. Problem is, a course, Daddy weren't no saintly Ra turned on by the fickle. He's as crooked as a broke-backed sidewinder with a forked tongue to match, but I didn't know that then. Not until after I rode alone into Peoria at a fresh fifteen years and shot down the sherriff (4), the mayor and a few other folks and rode out again, sour and cool as fresh lemonade. While towns up'n'down rounded up wranglers, and the price on my head went up'n'up, Daddy was busy bustin his old pals outta jail and puttin together a new gang. We lived it large, crackin more than a few heads, til the day I thought ta ask: 'So what did these folks do to ya, Poppa?''Nothin at all, Baby Girl,' he said, 'That score's settled and then some. This here's New Business.'That didn't sit right by me. I grew up an outlaw, sure, but it's one thing to be on the lamb 'cuz the bad folks are out ta git ya and a whole other thing to be the bad folk through'n'through. I sold my Daddy out, tipped his hand to th'authorities, but he got wise and ran me out too. I got me an amnesty for turnin coat, an I decided to live small for awhile. I came to roost in Little Pyramid, and I been servin drinks at Kef's a few years now. Then them varmints came through, makin bad trouble, and I dusted off the ol' pistols and put my apron down.Not only they mess up some good folks in my new lil life, which is bad 'nuff, coupla them boys... they ran with Pops.Khat's kitty: brace of pistols, inlaid with vultures in mother of pearl. Whip. Mean right hook, and a sucker punch from her conscience.1. A homophonic pun on the English 'Cat'; also the Khemetic-language word for the part of the soul-self which is the physical body, or 'the part that rots.'2. I'm treading waters that mix game and real-life Significance, here. Sekhmet, vengeful destroyer, Eye of Ra, bringer of plagues and protectress of those who fight them is my patron Goddess (or First of a few, anyhow). But with the Egyptoid influence in your Wyrd West, why not?3. Name chosen arbitrarily, with no attachment.4. But I didn't shoot no deputy....</blockquote>

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