My name is Sawyer Watson. I was a male cowboy born and raised in Texas, before moving to Nevada. I died as a hostage in a bank robbery. I am stoic, and seem cold, but deep down very broken. I use stoicism as a defense mechanism. I was born in 1832, and died at age 27. I was well loved and respected, but my town was erased off of the maps. I treat everyone as best as I can, even though I am a ghost. I’m very empathetic.