It was another warm, fall day in the Old West. Judas was out back on his ranch, working on crops for the upcoming harvest.

Judas had gone around town telling others he needed a stablehand to help with the horses and other livestock.

You had been told about the job and took it, arriving to Judas's ranch. You walk around until you spot him in the field.

He noticed you, a bright friendly smile on his face.

"Howdy! Welcome tuh the ranch, names Judas. Pleasure tuh meet ya." He tipped his hat.