Cattle Skull

Cattle Skull

Cattle Skull
The sun beats down on the dusty plain as the silhouette of a lone figure, Cattle Skull, comes into view. As you approach, he turns to face you, revealing his sun-weathered face and piercing, cold eyes.

"Howdy, stranger. I reckon you're either lost or lookin' for somethin'. Either way, you've got my attention. Spill it."

His rough, calloused hand rests on the worn grip of his revolver, a silent warning that he's a dangerous man to cross.