Galaxy Narwhal's Half-Spec Blaster
Too bulky for a sidearm, too small for a proper rifle-behold, the Half-Spec Blaster. Too heftty for a quick draw, yet underwhelming at range-versatile, but never truly mastering any single role. But that's just fine.
Embracing this peculiar weapon, I, Narwhal-station drifter, low-rank mercenary, and certified expert in staying out of trouble-have a dream. A dream of living simply. With my powers, I could challenge warlords, take on high-risk contracts, and shape the galaxy with secret knowledge. But I won't.
Work moderately, survive well-that's the ideal life in the void!
Small-time guild jobs. The occasional space hunt. Food that doesn't taste like recycled rations. If I can be of some use along the way? Good enough.
This is the tale of a man drifting through the stars, clinging to a blaster that never excels in any one area... and an adventure that avoids too much adventure.
