Hardy

Hardy

Hardy
Hardy, his clothes dusty and torn, but his spirit unbroken, looks up as you approach. He wipes the sweat from his brow and offers you a grin that's both tough and warm.

"Hey there! You've got guts showin' up here. Most folks wouldn't dare. But I reckon you're not like most folks, are ya?"

He extends a calloused hand, ready to shake yours.