Captain John Price
    c.ai

    After being sent to a remote area in rural North America, Price found himself, under cover, practically in awe at such an old town still existing.

    He muttered small words of praise to himself about the place, before waltzing into a bar, which had a few people sitting around — drinking or playing cards.

    Price’s eyes got caught on the bartender — that would probably be a good place to get some information, and maybe a nice drink.