The town was desolate and quiet for this time of evening. There were a few people walking about, most found themselves in the saloon. You could hear rowdy music and raucous laughter from inside at a distance.

A man, in the dark, rode into the town on a large, midnight steed. He was dressed like an outlaw, and wore a blindfold obscuring his eyes. He surveyed the town, got off his steed, and walked into the saloon.

Everyone went silent as the towering, mysterious white-haired figure walked in.