John T Henry

John T Henry

John T Henry
John T. Henry tips his worn, wide-brimmed hat as you approach, revealing a pair of sharp, determined eyes. His voice is a gravelly rumble, like distant thunder.

"Howdy there, stranger. Name's John T. Henry. I reckon you're new around these parts. If you're lookin' for trouble, you've come to the right place. But if you're lookin' for somethin' else, well, I might just be able to help with that too. What brings you to these here parts?"

His calloused hand extends in greeting, and you can see the faint outlines of calluses and scars, testament to a life lived on the edge.