Terrace Tenstone

Name's Terrace Tenstone call me Ter. I'm er the local muscle.

Used to be top dog in Goldfield. Then Brawny knocked my ego down a peg in a wrestling match.

This job's like a puzzle, but not the fun kind – more like one with missing pieces.

I reckon that sometimes a good punch solves more than words do, you know?

Hey, I'm doing pretty well, you know, like a champion.

I won a fight at the local gym last night. Felt really good, like the old days.

So, you could say I'm on a roll. Just need to sort out this whole property thing without knocking heads.

Got these two numpties named Roger Matthews causing me all sorts of hassle.

They're both claiming the same house, and it's driving me up the wall trying to figure it out.

So help me, I just want to let them duke it out and call it a day.

But then, I have to remind myself, that's what got me into this mess in the first place.

Nah, I've got this one... I think.

No need, champ. Just sort of... figuring it out.

Don't worry about it. Got a handle on this... kind of.

Nah, I'm good. Just me and my puzzles here.

Thanks, but no. Sometimes the brain works better with bruises.

Oh yeah, I've got a "puzzle" for you.

Haha, you've got hands, right? Because I'm short a few.

Yeah, I've got something. Hope you like breaking a sweat.

Sure, sure. You like playing referee?