[b]Name:[/b] Jeffe "Jeff" Rodriguez
[b]Occupation:[/b] Cow Hand
[b]Description:[/b] Jeffe is a 33 year old Mexican that is roughly 5'10 and 180 pounds. 
[b]Appearance:[/b] Jeffe has short black hair that he often cuts himself with a thick mustache and eyes the color of manure. To go along with his heritage he has tanned skin. He often blends into crowds due to his indistinct features.
[b]Clothing:[/b] Jeffe Wears the a loose, once clean long sleeve shirt to prevent dehydration, as well as jeans and boots. Often he wears a poncho to help blend into the desert.
[b]Weapons:[/b] Jeffe carries a Colt 1851 Navy Revolver slung across on his waist and a Henry Rifle slung across his back. He also keeps a six inch knife hidden beneath his pancho.
[b]Items:[/b] In his satchel he carrires two small cases of ammo, each one contains enough for two more full clips. Also he in his satchel is a canteen and a map of the surrounding area.
[b]Horse:[/b] She's no horse, she's a mule, but Jenna is reliable. This hardy grey pack animal is stubborn to leave Jeffe's side and has saved him more than once. Jeffe picked her up right before the civil war and while many of the soldiers in the Confederacy called him a beaner or poorer than a sack of shit she was a solid buy. While their horses ninnied and ran the pack mule charged into the danger, only sustaining minor wounds.
[b]Summary:[/b] After the Civil War Jeffe and his brother Tomas enjoyed the simple, yet fruitful life of vaqueros, hoping one day to own the ranch he worked on. Sometime into their dream a member of the Butcher Bill gang killed Tomas after losing a game of poker. Now the vaquero is out for revenge. 
[b]History:[/b]
Jeffe Rodriguez was born to a Spanish Mother and a Mexican Father on June 4th 1842 in the little town of Dallas. He was almost a splitting image of his father except for his lighten skinned. His father was in Santa Anna's Army at the surrender of San Jacinto, in fact he was the soldier who saluted the General. This led to him leaving Mexico to what would become Dallas. There his father helped organize the efforts of the people to build the first building, a bar. Growing up in a growing town always kept Jeffe and his brother, Tomas, happy. As the carefree years eclipsed into the Civil War the 18 year old joined the fight. The fight took him all the way to Virginia all the way back to Texas to fight in the Battle of Palimino Ranch, which Jeffe put his life on the line to save the owner and his family. After the War Jeffe received a telegram from Tomas about work. It was from the Palimino Ranch. While Rodriguez was a common enough name Tomas talked about his brother's war efforts and may have mentioned it to the Rancher. For the next eight and a half years he worked, trying to buy a piece of the land to support him and his brother. Of course that all changed when Butcher Bill and his gang came into a town nearby and a sore loser ended up killing his brother. It took Jeffe time to track down the gang, but after a year and a half of tracking and reconnaissance he found them in Wissleon County.