Clancy Garrett, Rippers character for Savage Worlds

Rank: Novice XP: 0

Attributes: Agility D8, Smarts D6, Spirit D4, Strength D6, Vigor D6
Skills: Climbing D4, Fighting D6, Guts D6, Notice D6, Riding D6, Shooting D8, Survival D4, Tracking D4
Languages: English, Spanish, Navajo
Charisma: 0; Pace: 4"; Parry: 5; Toughness: 6 (+1)
Status: 5; Reason: 0
Hindrances: Lame, Vengeful (minor)
Edges: Stout Hearted, Quick Draw
Gear: £1; Heavy Coat (Armour +1), Colt Peacemaker
Description
A man of few words, whose face bears the weather beaten look of one whose spent too many summers on the range. His hair is thick and greying and he wears an unrefined , grey moustache. His dark eyes peer over a distinguished, hook like nose.

Background
Clancy Garrett grew up on the barren plains of Arizona. From his late teens, he rode herd for his father, and then, following the death of his father and mother from illness, the Circle K ranch took in the intense young man and he joined the tight brotherhood of the cowhand for real, learning the ways of the desert and relishing the hard life of the plains. Things changed little for Garrett until one moonlit night a stranger joined the fireside group of the Circle K hands. This stranger appeared from the desert, strangely dressed and speaking with a European accent, although his words were few. The cowhands offered what hospitality they could until a frightful spasming took the stranger, and his howls of agony rent the night. He began to change, growing in size and changing in form. And then there was just the blood and the screams of the dying. Garrett felt an agonising pain in his leg, and passed out.
He awoke in the dwelling of a Navajo family, who told him in halting english how he had been found in the desert, alone and nearly dead from a terrible wound in his leg. The Navajo nursed him to what health they could, although the full use of his leg was never to return.
As his recovery continued, another stranger appeared in the Navajo community. This man, also a European, had come to consult with the tribe elders regarding certain matters of tribal legend and, on hearing Clancy’s story, struck up a friendship with the solitary plainsman. The European told Garrett that he suspected the man who had killed his friends had fled back to London. Garrett asked when the European was returning home and calmly told him he would be coming with him. He now had a score to settle, and the plains would not seem like home until the debt was squared.

Notes
He wears a slightly tatty frock coat with bootlace tie in the western style, over which he normally wears his duster, a heavy overcoat which conveniently covers the pistol and rig he wears low on his right hip.

Quote: "I got a right powerful hankerin’ for a warm bed and the company of a fine lady, but I’ll settle for sendin’ you and your foul kin straight to hell "