Ronin
He was a gun for hire.A gunslinger, if you will. He believed only in his Colt 45, a piece of cold, ruthless, calming steel. His name was Ronin. He never knew his parents, as he was found as a baby at the gates of a local cemetery in Tokio. That is how he got his name: Ronin - a lonely, masterless, samurai warrior, an outcast. A samurai became masterless from the death or fall of his master, or after the loss of his master's favor or privilege. So the gravedigger that found him, gave him that name, he thought it would be appropriate. And the way he was born was the way he lived his whole life: fighting and winning battles, one by one, all by himself. Ronin acquired an interesting set of skills as he was growing up in Japan, and his childhood was far from easy. Not being Japanese, but a pale, blue-eyed, prickly kid, didn't help. And the worse part of it: Ronin didn't care. He was always a foreigner, always not good enough for the group.....always Ronin. However, that lif...