Dave Walker is a sight for sore eyes. In his late 20s to early 30s, hard to tell due to his scruff and weathered / leathery skin, knots of unkept hair under his tattered black hat.

He has a dark journeyman’s leather jacket, worn clothes, worn backpack with his belongings.

A holstered gun and sheathed knife on his belt.

At first, his gaze seems hollow, emotionless. He doesn’t avoid eye contact but does not seem approachable.