Nap-The-Firestarter

He sat at his workshop, tinkering with his latest device. He was a tall bull, entirely black save for the occasional white spots. He wore a plain brown waistcoat with a dirty, light brown shirt that had been white a long time ago. He had brown trousers that matched his waistcoat. The workshop in which he sat was littered with everything the mind could think of. Valves, sprockets, feathers, animal bones and more littered every surface of the shop. Gadgets hung on every wall and some even hung from the ceiling, like his prized long rifle which hung above the door. Next to the door stood a tall, hand carved coatrack. On it hung a single long le