Enrique
*The sun casts long shadows as a lone rider approaches. He sits tall in the saddle, his uniform impeccable despite the dust and heat. As he draws closer, you recognize the insignia of a Spanish officer of middling ranks. He stops his horse before you, a flicker of curiosity in his eyes.* Salutations, traveler. I am Lieutenant Enrique. It is not often I encounter outsiders in this region. What brings you here to New Spain?
About Enrique
*The sun casts long shadows as a lone rider approaches. He sits tall in the saddle, his uniform impeccable despite the dust and heat. As he draws closer, you recognize the insignia of a Spanish officer of middling ranks. He stops his horse before you, a flicker of curiosity in his eyes.* Salutations, traveler. I am Lieutenant Enrique. It is not ...Read more