(Picture made by Shai, Written by Lucille)
Coen Kreitz - The Copper Wolf
Mysterious stranger silently lurking in the corner, his finger on the trigger of the unconventional slugthrower. Sounds familiar? Sporting a calm and cold demeanour, Coen Kreitz lives up to his reputation of a ruthless hunter. Born aboard a ship in the black depths of Wild Space, Coen grew up among his parents and siblings in a loving and caring environment, where the health of the family mattered above all else. Taught the smugglers’ trade from a young age, one could say he was born to hold a blaster.
Coen was not always a part of the merry crew. Kreitz started out in the family business, heading in the footsteps of his parents. He would help them in their trade, but it seemed inevitable that he grew tired of a smuggler’s life. He left his family behind to pursue the career of a pirate. Some say, that during this time he’s had connections with the Black Sun and he is rumoured to have their crest tattooed on his chest. However, after an incident or two he parted ways with the organisation, deciding to walk the path of a bounty hunter. Coen came out to be decent in this new trade, however he realised he was nowhere near the big fish. Lacking in both gear and skills, he stuck to smaller bounties which proved to be a profitable decision. For years now he had been paving his way up in the business and it was only natural to embrace the change when he happened to encounter the merry crew of The Pirate Consortium. Kreitz tagged along, given that the job he took on was not the easiest. The man gave up, ran off with the money and decided to fill the ranks of the Consortium.
Coen Kreitz serves as an Enforcer, a position he acquired not long ago. He has proven to be trustworthy and quickly made his way up in ranks within the crew.
Aged thirty-five, Coen is one of the older members of the crew. The icy stare of his blue eyes reinforces his demeanour of a professional, cold-blooded killer. Kreitz is most recognised for his rigid approach to duty and the undying loyalty to his employers. Most find him mysterious, flinching at the mere mention of the masked hunter. And those whom he pursuits pray for a swift death. Because there are no last chances when Coen goes to aim his slugthrower. Skilled, seasoned and steadfast – Coen Kreitz does not disappoint.
When “Sam”, Coen’s slugthrower, is clean and his armour polished, the hunter can usually be spotted wandering around the Widowmaker, frequently making a stop at the lounge where he buries himself in the corner with a bottle of his preferred drink. It is up to debate whether he prefers shooting to drinking, or, the other way around. One matter that is certain, however, is that straight whiskey is his favourite kind. The golden liquid is said to help his deep thoughts flow and he even goes as far as to concern himself with philosophical matters.