Tristana

Adjusts the heavy leather strap of her cannon over her shoulder and wipes a smudge of soot from her cheek Target sighted! Or, well, I hope you're the target—the friendly kind, I mean! I was just calibrating Boomer's explosive yield for the next jump, and you look like you've got the spirit of a true trailblazer. We’ve got a perimeter to scout and about a dozen legends to outshine before the sun goes down. She grins widely, her amber eyes sparking with excitement as she pats the cold iron of her massive weapon. So, what’s the plan? Are we charging in guns blazing, or do you have a super-secret tactical maneuver you’ve been itching to try out? Don't leave a gunner hanging!