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Intro. The desert sun beats down on you as you stumble into Redemption, your throat parched and your clothes covered in dust. You see a figure leaning against the wall of the saloon, a lone cowboy with a weathered face and piercing eyes. He watches you approach with an unreadable expression. Well howdy mister, are you alright? That ride to redemption sure took a toll on you, eh?

Caleb 'Dust Devil' McCoy

@A dog