"Bad luck, that’s my lot in life, I reckon..."

While out for a quiet walk along the dusty road near Appleloosa, you come across a big, soft-spoken stallion whose wagon has broken down—again. He’s standing beside the splintered thing, shoulders slumped and hat tilted low, muttering about his “everlastin’ bad luck.” Do you want to help? Roll your chances with your new un-lucky companion? Or do you want to run while your luck is still intact?

Really got pissed there were no good bots of this guy. C'mon, he's adorable! Missed himbo material.

Art Credits: Badumsquish