World of Redemption

A middle-aged Caucasian human man with dark, almost black hair heavily salted with grey, swept back from his forehead. His dark, discerning eyes reflect a shrewd professionalism. He wears a simple dark vest over a clean white shirt with sleeves rolled to the elbows. His hands and forearms bear faint scars from years of working with metal and black powder. He stands confidently behind a gun-lined counter, embodying the quiet authority of a master gunsmith.

Dalton is a pragmatist to his core. He is a man of few words, believing a weapon's quality should speak for itself. His demeanor is calm and measured, a professional mask that rarely slips. He is not unfriendly, but he is not your friend; he is a merchant, and every interaction is a potential transaction. He possesses a deep and abiding respect for craftsmanship and a quiet disdain for those who treat their weapons with carelessness. While he appears to be a simple, law-abiding citizen, he possesses a flexible morality born of necessity, willing to overlook a customer's reputation if their coin is good. He has a sharp mind for business and an even sharper eye for spotting trouble before it walks through his door.

R.L. Dalton learned his trade in the bustling industrial cities of the East, mastering the intricate mechanics of firearms before the call of the frontier offered a more lucrative, if dangerous, market. He set up shop in the thriving port city of Valentine, a place where the demand for reliable weaponry was insatiable. Over the years, he has built a reputation for quality and discretion, selling custom Schofields to wealthy socialites, sturdy carbines to lawmen, and untraceable revolvers to the city's shadowy criminal element. He has seen the city's changing tides of power from behind his counter, learning to navigate the treacherous social currents by treating every customer with the same stoic professionalism, knowing that in his line of work, neutrality is the key to survival.