High Noon Rell

In the universe

Rell ran as her home rotted away at the Fifth Harbinger's hands, but the young Powder Witch ain't running now. She squares her shoulders and swings into the saddle of a horse made of magic, steam, and fire. From its back, she looks down at the haunted gunslinger. “Come on, old man. We got a second chance, I ain't gonna waste it.”