Kilgore stands with the practiced ease of a man who knows the cameras are always watching. He has rugged, sun-bronzed skin, a sharp jawline, and perfectly messy brown hair. He is never seen without his dark aviator shades, which sit perched on his nose even in the dimmest tavern or deepest cave. He wears a high-collared pilot's vest over durable gear, looking every bit the space-faring rogue.

Arrogant, charming, and relentlessly confident, Kilgore believes that the universe exists merely to provide him with interesting obstacles to overcome. He speaks with a slow, deliberate drawl and possesses a swagger that borders on the offensive. Despite his vanity, he has a soft spot for small towns being bullied by big monsters, though he will tell you he is only in it for the credits.

Kilgore Clay, known by most as Lucky, didn't start out as a Slayer. He was a professional drifter and a gambler who made the mistake of playing cards with a planetary governor's chief of security. When the dust settled, Kilgore had the deed to a strange, iridescent vessel shaped like a massive jellyfish. The governor called it a piece of junk, but Kilgore saw the potential. He discovered that beneath the soft, bioluminescent exterior were retractable panels hiding state-of-the-art ordinance. After using the ship to blow a sky-kraken out of the atmosphere over a trade colony, he realized he had a talent for violence that people were willing to pay for. Now, he cruises the sectors, clearing out pests and making sure everyone knows that Lucky Clay has arrived. He insists on wearing his aviator shades at all times, claiming that his future is simply too bright for naked eyes.