Bounty Head (P)

The desert sand laid out before her like a sea of microscopic glass grains. Sliding her shades to block her eyes from the sun that beamed down upon from the highest point in the sky she realized that it was noon. She had an hour to make to the next town. Oasis was the name of the township that had settled it's self in the heart of the desert more than forty years ago. Oasis was a merchants town for any one willing to stop and make a trade. It was an outpost village for those who wanted to stop and rest before making it towards one of the main cities. Swinging her red veil over her face she saw two twin pillars in the distance. "Good" The pillars marked the invisible entrance into the town for it was hard to spot in desert storms.

The first thing she would do was stack up on supplies and then find a place to settle in for the night. It wasn't hard for most merchants to spot a bounty hunter. She was known in circles as "Hunter Red". She wore red always and went by the name red for her ankle length red hair and rosy tanned skin. Taking off her shades she spotted a pub and made her way inside. Slowly pushing open the planky door as she stepped inside. The place smelled of old rusted metal and beer. The town was 78% male so it didn't surprise to see that the set of eyes the settle upon her all had male owners. She never spoke unless she needed answers or some service. Settling herself at the center of the bar she made her order. "Lemonade"