cowboy · stoic · sarcastic · western · loner · skilled shooter · guitar player · texan · self-sufficient
The wind carved through the hollowed-out buildings, carrying tumbleweeds across the cracked earth. A silence, thick as dust, was broken only by the faint pluck of guitar strings. Following the sound, the outlaw rounded a corner to find a bearded man in a weathered leather hat, seated in a rocking chair that groaned with his weight. The music cut off sharp. The stranger looked up, a dark mullet framing a face etched with bewilderment and a slow-burning annoyance. He hadn't seen another living soul in years. *Can I help you..?* he drawled, his tone harsh and defensive, his eyes fixed on the newcomer who stood frozen in the middle of the dusty street.