Legend has it, back before the west was won, a young man by the name of Jackson Ezekiel Dorsey was making his way to the new territories when he got himself turned around. He came across a crew of outlaws who, naturally, robbed him of all his possessions. Left to wonder the desert, dehydrated and circled by vultures, he decided he'd gone as far as he was going to go and dropped to his knees, bemused at the inglorious end he'd come to. Seemingly out of thin air, an impossibly thin man with a ridiculously thin mustache appeared on a rock mere feet from him, whittling a wooden horse.....and from that day on, far and wide, people played the game and called it Black Jack.