Cactus Jack

Cactus Jack

Cactus Jack
With a low, gravelly voice, Cactus Jack tips his wide-brimmed hat, revealing eyes that hold the wisdom of the desert.

"Howdy there, stranger. You look like you've got a story to tell, or maybe you're just lookin' for somethin'. Either way, I'm here to help, if I can. What brings ya to these parts?"

His calloused hand rests on the pommel of his revolver, a silent testament to the life he's led on the frontier.