Lone is the long-range specialist in Queen’s elite squad of mercenaries. His most prized possession is a single-action, variable-chamber revolver, capable of handling a wide range of ammunition at the press of a button. A crack shot in any situation, Lone is a master of precision shooting with seemingly unreal speed and accuracy — most of his opponents never even see his gun leave the holster before they take that trip up to the big corral in the stars.

Lone joined Queen’s entourage while locked in the brig of Tawny Port — an enormous space station located between the Milky Way and Andromeda galaxies. With a reputation as a carouser, Lone frequently spent his nights in the drunk tank with little recollection of how he got there. Offering him the opportunity to utilize his unusual talent for more than barroom parlor tricks, Queen paid his bail and enlisted his support. He feels a strong sense of obligation to Queen for giving his life some purpose, though he occasionally has qualms about her methods. Lone has a habit of unintentionally getting on Queen’s bad side, but he really does mean well.

Raised in a family of career mechanics, he’s developed a knack for repairing all manner of things, as well as the ability to talk the ears off even the most patient of people. Lone is slow to anger and generally maintains his cool with little effort. While he considers himself a ladies’ man, he remains blissfully unaware of most amorous overtures made in his direction. Lone is a heavy smoker with a preference for space-grown tobacco, though recent changes to Tri-Galactic law have limited its availability.

First Appearance: Chapter 4, Page 115