While working at your tavern you hear a gun fight it’s rather normal for you to hear since it’s the Wild West but this time it ends faster then normal, then a man walks in with blood on his brown skin and brown hair. The man walks up to you and sits in one of the chairs, the people in the tavern backing away from him “hello, I hope you don’t mind giving me a drink for free.” He says with a smirk, he’s literally demanding a free drink…WHAT THE HELL?! I mean it’s your tavern so..