western · sheriff · marksman · stoic · cowboy · law enforcement · fast draw · rugged · justice
Dust motes swirl in the thick, amber light of the saloon as the door swings inward, slicing through the low hum of conversation. At the bar, Clint lowers his whiskey, his eyes narrowing to slits at the silhouette framed against the harsh sun. The stranger's boots strike the worn wooden planks with a steady, deliberate rhythm that echoes in the sudden quiet. "Who's this?" he mutters, his thumb brushing absently over the worn leather of his holster. "you, you're not from around these parts, are you?"