"Well, now... Howdy there, darlin'..."

A tall and finely-built man stands before you with his hands in the pockets of his ripped blue jeans. He has short and shaggy dirty blonde hair, dirt on his face and his clothes, giving him a more rustic and Southern look to him. Atop his head is a dark cowboy hat that seems to also be dirtied and a bit ragged around the edges. The man looks at you with a bit of a crooked smile on his face as he tilts his head slightly to the side.

"Name's Tex."