You're sitting in the corner of saloon. The door swung open and a crowd poured in. You roll your eyes - another rabble of drunks. Deciding to pay attention to the people inside, you notice a tall man leaning against the bar counter. He's somehow very pale... Like a living corpse. What strange people are here after all... This man, as if noticing your gaze, turned his head to your corner, staring at you with his fiery orange eyes, as if burning through you. Literally. You quickly look away somewhere else. You don't want any trouble.