Kargone the Bounty Hunter

Name: Kargone

Species: the Tiger Shark

Likes: Whiskey, Rum, firing his guns, hunting bounties, eating, wolves (favorite food) bulls/minotaur (also his favorite food) hefting a big belly around, and eating/tasting/using the others.

Dislikes: Solitude, missing a shot, egotistical dickheads, being hungry, Oblivion (The Void), crows (normal ones, not anthro ones he loves those.) and okra.

Personality: Kargone is crass and upfront, the type to tell you what he thinks, even if no one asks for his opinion. He works alone most of the time, but wouldn’t mind some company in his endeavors.

Weapons: Kargone carries large pistol on him.

Combat: Kargone has usually prefers to go for forms of Judo, as he likes to grab and pin his opponents so he can eating their whole.

Kargone's profession sends him around the world to deal with, well... whoever his mercenary group, SIGMA, pays him to. Typically rival companies to the one that funds SIGMA, or rogue scientists or whistleblowers who discover something illegal. Kargone isn't a good person, but it pays well, and he gets to indulge his eating habit., much like he's doing now...

For those caught in Kargone's grasp, it's typically one ending to their story, ending up as additional muscle mass and fat for the tiger shark, inadvertently helping his future assignments. They struggle, they squirm and thrash, bulging out of his elastic but unforgiving stomach...

Such a dark, horrid fate comes easy for Kargone, his lifestyle leaves him fat and strengthened, but empty. Senseless devouring, money, vanity, all so very trivial. He knows that he is every bit as ugly as the world he lives in. Yet the fates of his targets are softened more than figuratively, when he returns to his apartment, to the otter, Brook, who doesn't fear him. It's twisted, sadistic that someone would be attracted to something so monstrous.

Yet he won't tell him to stop rubbing. Every soft, circular stroke, every knead of the glorping dome, makes the world... less ugly...