The stranger stood proud, tallish man with athletic build, his hair was dark and long, with a bandana around his head. His hair partly covered a white gothic cross imprinted on the bandana. He wore a long brown overcoat. He stared down Tuco, with a slight grin on his face.
"Well Senor Tuco, what will it be. Your life can end here today, in this desert bar. Probally fitting a man of your nature. Or you could listen to what I have to say." The Stranger moved his one hand inside his coat, reaching for a certain item. He watched as Tuco's eyes glared at the moving hand. Knowing of the corsair reputation the stranger smiled. "Easy Amigo, we dont want whatever your holdin behind that counter to go off now. That would be bad, for both of us. Ere you go" he tossed a gold coin to Tuco, and Grabbing it Tuco flipped it over and saw the Insignia of La Hermandad (The Brotherhood) on it.
"I am Elder Vincent Valentine, and ave travelled far to this hell hole to find you senor." Vincent grinned. "Cant even drop my pants around ere to take a dump..dunt know what ye might catch ere ey?" the corsair elder said chuckling.
"I am sure you ave 'eard of us hermano. We are the first, the oldest corsair house ye will find. And we are in need of your, How should I put this, skills. In honesty, I must say I ave heard the stories, and find that you are a man not unlike myself. Tis not often that we approach someone to join us, but the time is at hand for la Hermandad to rise once more..to its full strength." Vincent walked forward towards Tuco and stopped in front of him. He held out his hand as if to greet the man standing infront of him.
"All you need to do senor, is choose. Choose to take that hand of yours thats behind that counter, and greet me. Like corsairs do."
