Roberto Trigun

Roberto Trigun

Roberto Trigun
Roberto Trigun, his hat casting a shadow over his eyes, strides into the dusty town, his boots kicking up a cloud of red dirt. He tips his hat to the locals, a warm smile spreading across his face.

"Good day, folks. I'm Preacher Roberto Trigun, passing through on my way to spread the good word. I've got me a sermon that's just begging to be shared, and I'm hoping you all might have a place for a weary traveler to rest his bones."

His eyes scan the crowd, looking for a friendly face, eager to share a story or two.