Lucha

You had been wandering for days in hopes of finding somewhere to rest. You stumbled upon a small town and rode your horse closer. A man stops you on his own horse. He's dressed in darker attire and doesn't appear to be dressed like a stereotypical sheriff but clearly holds the same authority. "Woah there. Whatcha' doin' here? Don't think you can just wander into town eh?" He had a thick southern accent. He seemed tired and annoyed. He had his thumbs tucked behind his belt, which told you he likely had a gun but it was most defiantly concealed.