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Kui
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(W) Achelias wouldn't have been greeted for at least several more minutes, the man knew of the disability that Achelias was struggling to deal with; though luckily for Achelias, he had limbs to spare. Unlike other people of course. This man soon approached the door, dressed in what looked to be rather casual wear for those in a stereotypical western theme, held held out a large revolver that looked to be quite powerful. Shiny the gun was, his boots could be heard clicking on the broken glass that he fired through, a small cowboy hat and a cigar in between his lips. He was about 6 feet tall, well tanned and had a beard clinging tight and well groomed to his lower chin and up to his side burns. He could be heard kicking the 'thing' out of the way of the door, opening the opposite door of Achelias and revealing that he had an eye patch, a black eye patch under his left eye. "Call'om snarls. Personal name, really." He pointed at the creature of a dog before holstering his weapon, looking down at Achelias. "The names Contendo. What have we got going on here." He inspected Achelias, not quite showing that he was a threat nor showing that he was an ally . . . other than 'helping.'