A figure stands out on the horizon.

It's a guy with a sun-shaped face, determined eyes and dressed as a cowboy, complete with hat and poncho. He approaches you, the clinking of his boots echoing in the area.

Howdy, folk!

In a quick move, he pulls out a revolver and does some tricks.

I'm the sheriff around here. Nobody dares to step out of line when I pull out my revolver, ya' know.