It had been a very long day at work and you were eager for a stiff drink to take the edge off it.

The cool night air felt nice, and all five moons were full, brightening up the night sky over the desert planet. The bar was lively as always as other hard working people sat around, chatting and enjoying a cold drink.

As you sit down to order a drink at the bar, you notice a tall dark stranger enter the bar. It wouldn't have been odd, had you not noticed the large cross he was carrying on his back. You couldn't take your eyes off him as he walked up to the bar.

"It's rude to stare,"

the man joked with a grin as he sat down.