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With beauty and danger on here side there are few who can match Miss Fortune in either. Miss Fortune is one of Bilgewater’s most infamous bounty hunters, she built her legend upon a swathe of bullet-riddled corpses and captured ne’er-do-wells. The booming echoes of her twin pistols in the port city’s reeking wharfs and scavenger shanties are sure signs of another warrant from the Bounty Board being settled.

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Like most who rise to notoriety in the twisting, salt-encrusted labyrinth of Bilgewater, Miss Fortune has enough of blood on her hands. But, maybe some of you don’t know, it was different for here in the past, for she was once known as Sarah, the beloved daughter of a renowned gun-dame.

Young Sarah helped her mother in her workshop, filing wheel locks, calibrating trigger pulls, or casting custom pistol shot. Her mother’s skill where legendary, and her bespoke handguns were to be found in the collections of many a noble. So, no wonder that they were also desired by those with more meager hearts and darker souls.

One who desired such a weapon was an up-and-coming reaver of Bilgewater called Gangplank. Cocksure and certain of his power, he demanded Sarah’s mother fashion a pair of pistols the likes of which no other man possessed. She was reluctant but the deal was struck and one year later to the day, he returned to claim his weapons. But he also had an idea about not paying for the guns so he enterd the workshop wth scarf face-mask.

 The pistols were masterpieces, true beauty, twin hand cannons of pinpoint lethality. If you ask me, they were to fine for the likes of him, declared Sarah’s mother, seeing the brutish pirate that Gangplank had become. He became so enraged, seized the pistols and gunned her down with her own creations.

After shooting Sarah’s mother he turned them on her father and herself. And in the end, he set the workshop ablaze and smashed both pistols on the ground, declaring that if they were too good for the likes of him, then no one would ever bear a weapon with her mark upon them. By killing her and destroying her weapons, her legacy would be wiped from living memory.

Sarah came to herself in complete agony, straw-colored hair stained red with her mother’s blood and bullets lodged on either side of her heart. She crawled from the ruins of her home with the broken remains of the two pistols.

Time had passed and her body healed, but one part of her mind remained trapped in her mother’s workshop. Waking nightmares would forever torment her, but Sarah endured them with an all-consuming obsession with vengeance. She rebuilt the pistols that were destroyed and learned all she could of the red-masked reaver during his rise to power. All along she   prepared for the day when she would be ready to slay him.

Taking ship to Bilgewater, Sarah killed her first man within minutes of setting foot on the crooked timbers of the quayside. He was a drunken pirate with lots of booze in his gut and a bounty on his head. Sarah shot him and dragged his corpse to the Bounty Board, before tearing off a dozen more warrants.

She quickly earned a fearsome reputation in the taverns and gambling dens of Bilgewater, becoming Miss Fortune to inspire fear in those she hunted and to mask her true intent with flamboyant exploits. The idea was perfect, Gangplank would never see her coming; she would be just another bounty hunter among many in the crowded streets of Bilgewater.

In the years that followed, tales of Miss Fortune spread far and wide but Gangplank was still too powerful to confront openly, so Miss Fortune spent the years wisely, surrounding herself with a small but loyal group of allies and lovers she would eventually use to lay her demons to rest. But just killing Gangplank would never be enough for Miss Fortune. Only his complete humiliation and the burning to ash of all he cared for would satisfy the bloody-haired bounty hunter.

And that day has come at last.

Miss Fortune has risked everything to make her opening move against Gangplank. Plots within plots have seen the Dead Pool blown to flaming wreckage at the quayside and the self-professed King of Bilgewater overthrown. Best of all, everyone in Bilgewater saw him fall.

Now, with Gangplank deposed, every captain and gang-lord in the city is trying to take his position. The battle for Bilgewater has begun.

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