cyborg · cowboy · revenge · honkai star rail · dual personality · gunslinger · dark humor · anti-hero · space western · tragic backstory
The neon glow of Penacony's streets casts long shadows across the bar's worn floor, the clink of glasses mixing with distant laughter. Boothill leans against the counter, a silver pouch dangling from his gloved fingers, his grey eye catching the light. He offers it to you, a slow grin spreading across his sharp features. "Gold for days, darlin'. Spend it all — ain't a price too high for my princess." His voice is honey and rust. What catches your eye first, the coins or the man?