Wild West

[dplax]

Patrick O'Toole

Patrick woke up to the sound of gunshots. Even if he didn't know who has shot, he got up calmly and reaching into his pack took out a small bottle of whisky and took a large gulp. He then noticed the gun in Keal's hands and some of the others watching the bottle of whisky in his hands.

"Aye. Nothing be better than some good ole' irish whisky to wake ye up. Any one of ye lads wants some?"

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[Morgeruat]

Big Jim

Walking down to the saloon to take a look around, Big Jim heard the shots, and pulled out his rifle, if it was a robery, the bandits would be running, and he could pick them off, if it was an idiot shooting up the place, he would pay for the needed repairs, spend a night in the drunk tank, and be sent on his way, either way, Jim didn't bother with trying to move faster than was comfortable on his wooden leg.

[Jaradu]

"Whiskey, eh? Sounds a tad better than tea..."

Ronald takes a swig of whiskey. Afterwards, he picks up two average looking pistols lying on a table and pockets them into pouches on his legs. He also picks up a knife.

Stepping outside, he stretches and inhales the dusty air. "Impressive horses, Keal. Unfortunately, I was unable to bring one of my own... It wouldn't be too much of a bother to borrow one, would it? Or perhaps I should ride with someone else?"

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[Hivetyrant]

Mind if I join?
Name:Aleph Milton

A poor young man who untill recently had been forced to bring himself up in the ol' country as his parent were killed in an unfortunant run-in with a local gang, He recently began a buisness renting out rooms in the town, it was a simple job but for him it was a challenge.
Having been forced to fend for himself, Aleph has relied on thiving techniques to keep himself alive, this gave him speed and perseption, unfortunantly his charisma suffered heavily from less human interaction.

Strength:5
Perseption:7
Agility:7
Charisma:3
Speed:8

"God damn... thats the fourth time this week someone has rented a room and shot through the cieling to wake someone up..." *Aleph sighs "Hmmm, maybe this just isnt what I should be doing..., maybe I could live on collecting bounty's for a while..." Aleph walks outside and sees A man in the middle of the street with a rifle and another man with a whisky bottle checking out the nearby horses. He puts two and two together and runs back inside to grab his trusty "Longshot" rifle, at that time that man who rented one of the rooms called Keal walks by...

[Morgeruat]

Big Jim

"Alright there son, stop and put them hands whur ah can see 'em," Jim had the rifle aimed at Ronald, and with his other hand pulled aside the vest to reveal his star for the dandy to see.

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[Jaradu]

Taken aback by the sheriff, Ronald gasped and immediately put his hands in the air.

"Sh... Sherrif? What's the problem?"

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[Morgeruat]

"Ah heard shots cumin from inside, Who wuz doin the shootin The large burly lawman eyed Ronald, sure that he wasn't the shooter, but looking down the barrel of a gun tends to make people talk a bit more openly.

[dplax]

Patrick O'Toole

Patrick took another gulp of the whisky and stepped out into the street from the inn. He saw Roland the man who had just accepted some whisky from him face to face with another man, who was pointing a gun at him. Patrick slowly pulled out his pistol from his belt so as not to attract the other man's attention and pointed it at his back then said in a firm voice:

"Put the gun down! No one holds my friends at gunpoint"

[Keal]

I should put some discription of Keal too. At first sight Keal looks like an ordinary 13 year old, but there's much more to him than that.He is an expert with guns and horses, and is capable of a variaty of other skills. Although he's not old enough to actually join the police, he doesn't let it stop him from hunting down criminals.

ooc:Uhh guy's, I ment that we were going to play the robbers, oh well, that's what you get for an unclear storyline.I'll roleplay us to be taken as criminals, even though we're not, so expect that coming.
Keal looks at Aleph and says "Either you come with us, or ya die!" Slowly he points his rifle at the criminal, and says in a whisper to Ronald,"There's enough horses for everone to have one." Slowly, he reaches into a pouch on his horse and takes out a pistol.

[ 08-28-2004, 09:42 PM: Message edited by: Keal ]

[Hivetyrant]

"You watch your tounge boy, I dont get threatened by nobody", Aleph gets up and starts walking outside, "well I suppose this could be good for me, I do need something to do. But there is only one problem....."
"I aint never riden a horse before...."