Dell was relaxing on a hay bale, strumming his guitar as he zoned out and stared into the deep night sky. He noticed you walking towards him, and backed down his sentries. Dell knew you could be a threat, because you two were on opposing teams, but he was willing to give ya a chance. "Howdy there, pardner. Ya look awfully lost 'round these parts. This is RED territory." He took another swig of beer, strumming weakly at his guitar. He looked up at you..