[i]JT had a frame of power and it showed quite well. He stood at six feet and here inches tall in height, with shoulders that barely dipped downwards from the neck slope due to their sheer broadness and his muscular body. This body was covered by a jumpsuit underneath a dirtied brown duster, one which hugged every crevice of his body and printed out his frame in an emerald green colour, with black around his neck in a collar that dipped down slightly. His lower half only maintained any form of decency due to the faded blue jeans on his legs, hanging loosely by a pair of black belts that each carried a revolver, whilst his upper body had an open white shirt which had faded into a slightly darker colour over he years. His shoes were a pair of brown cowboy boots, with a set of brass Spurs at the back hat jingle'd and jangled as he walked, only ever loud enough to be faintly heard. His face was covered by a shadow, cast down from a brown cowboy hat made from felt and combed, thin fur. The shadow wasn't too dark, just enough to slightly darken his tanned face and keep the brown hair atop his head away from his eyes. That same hair manifested into a light, well kept beard on the lower half of his face, covering everything from his nose to the strong jawline of his and his sideburns. His face was weathered and slightly dirtied from past adventures, lightly scarred and with sun marks on his cheeks that rested there in a slightly darker tan that once covered all of his face. His electric blue eyes shot out of the sockets in his head, staring down Talug with a gaze of a fiery nature. Not one of aggression, mind you, just one that showed his power in a single look. Mainly because JT preferred not to enter a fight, that display was usually enough to ward them off. [/i] [spoiler]Didn't describe his guns, if the three end up fitting though, he will. [/spoiler]