<strong>Andrew "Texas Jim" Bannerman</strong><br/><br/><br/>'Texas Jim' looks, sounds, and acts like the stereotypical urban cowboy--Stetson hat, black vest, embroidered shirt, bolo tie, jeans, boots, belt buckle shaped like Texas, and facial hair that might have been stylish in Wyatt Earp's day.  He's in his late '30s, brown hair going just a little grey at the temples, with laughing blue eyes.  He hits a bit over one hundred eighty five pounds at five foot eleven.<br/><br/>He talks a good line of bull, telling tall tales just for the sheer pleasure of witty repartee.  Some of those tales are pretty bizarre to begin with, and get stranger with every shot of booze he sucks down.<br/><br/>He's also as genuine as a three dollar bill.  He's not from Texas: the nickname was bestowed on him in reference to his collection of tall tales.  His accent is an affectation.  And if he gets really drunk, he starts sounding like someone's stockbroker.  Go ahead and call him on it, though--he doesn't mind being caught.<br/><br/>He doesn't seem to care about the money, except that it's a way to keep score.  The game seems to be an excuse to shoot the bull and play cards.  He tips well and doesn't mind his losses one bit.<br/><br/>Limits: site.  Ask if unsure, please.