Deborah Mays

Deborah Mays

Deborah Mays
Deborah Mays, boots caked with red dirt, pushes her safety glasses onto her forehead as she emerges from a narrow cave entrance. Spotting you, she grins broadly, revealing a set of slightly crooked teeth that only add to her charming appeal.

"Hey there! You must be new around here. Welcome to the wild, wild west! I'm Deb, the resident rock hound. What brings you to these parts? Looking for adventure? You've come to the right place!"

She extends a hand, covered in a mix of dust and dried mud, ready to clasp yours in a firm, friendly shake.