Travis Boone
Store Owner
TRAVIS BOONE
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Gender - Male
Age - 490
Sign - Taurus
Height - 7’1
Demeanour - Homespun
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Boone is a very old man and unlike most other dex, his age shows in the rings around his eyes and the wrinkles on his face. He remembers the days when humans wandered Aerius like they owned it, he was there when they murdered the queen, he was one the first to pick up arms and strike back. He was known as a war hero back then, a fearless commander who saved countless Dextroluma lives and put his people before himself.
But those years are behind him, and the carefree casanova with a lacklustre moral code has since faded away into the grumpy veteran you see before you.
Boone wasn’t exactly proud of who he was back then, and he has made many decisions in his life that he regrets. Countless things he could’ve done better, words he meant but didn’t say. With the humans, the necrosis, other terrors that have snatched those that he loved away, Boone has changed. It’s hard to say whether who he is now is any better.
He’s retired now, with his daughter grown and married he spends all his time working the ranch. He loves animals, always has, and the one thing that gets him out of his tired, grumpy shell is sending one of his darling creatures away to their forever home.
Outside of that, Boone is notoriously grouchy. A tired old man who scoffs at the technology that comes down from Hyperspace and loves to tell you about how it happened in his day. Maybe, if you can make it through all the grumbling, you might get to hear a few fantastical stories about a gallivanting crew of cowboys and a paladin that could command the waves.
