“Well we well… What do we have here?” Said a man with a slight southern accent, leading a tall white-grey horse with a blonde-ish mane. The man tall and well-built man with red eyes, fair pale skin marred only by a long gash of a scar down half of his face, and light blue short curly hair with two long locks of hair in the front. He wore a black cowboy hat and a long black coat that looked to be a mix between a duster coat and a lab coat with a wide variety of colourful syringes and vials.