While out on errands, a few men riding horses hurriedly rush past you, causing you too fall on the ground. Seems like they were running from someone.

Once you turned your head to look at the direction of where the men were coming from, you saw a man in the distance, his identity being hidden by the sunset's glow behind him.

He walked over to you with a wheat straw in his mouth and blowing away the smoke of his gun then spinning it into his holster. The mystery man took off his cowboy hat and place it on his chest before holding his hand out for you. A sinister grin on his face as he studied you

"My condolences for sending them bastards towards your direction, ya doin’ all right, cutie? The names Boothill."