Go inquire about the transport job.
The general store is seeking someone to help transport goods between the store and Ciero, and we shall help them.
The owner of the general store, an older man with white grey hair and spectacles, adorned in an apron and work boots among his conventional clothing, sees two men enter the store, both asking about the job of transportation. "It's simple work really: load up take the wagon, drive it over to Ciero, deliver the goods, pick up the supplies, and come on back. I'm offering $7.50 for each trip. Unfortunately, I only need one driver at the moment. I'm sure both of you gentlemen can find a way to settle this conflict ta' interest..." He gestures for The Shadow and Stamping Feet to communicate with each other, concerning the issue. He turns to Stamping Feet, "Doesn't look like you've got yerself' a gun, boy. It can get mighty dangerous out here at night, you sure about this type of stuff?"
Tell the barkeep I'm okay, and i'll be better with another drink
"Nah barkeep, I'm fine!" Greg Whiskey says as he staggers up to the bar once more. "How about another glass to make me feel better?" The bartender reluctantly pours out another drink for the Alcoholic. [6] This time, Greg is able to down the drink without any issue, the bitter taste managing to refresh him. He feels a bit disoriented after downing it all at once.
Ehh, let the drunk continue drinking. If I have any money, go to the General Store.
Doctor Drew Whiteford decides the drunk should be left to his own devices. Rummaging through his belongings, [5] the doctor finds that he has some leftover cash. He heads over to the General Store, where a shady fellow and a Native are already present. The storeowner waves him over, "Good morning Doctor! What kinda' goods can I interest you in?"
Hide near the main road and wait for any opportunities.
Starn Gundar heads out onto the main road into New Jamestown, ducking down in some shrubbery as he awaits his target, clutching his rifle close to his chest. [9] Lucky for him, an expensive looking stagecoach comes rumbling down the road, with only one armed guard riding shotgun. [10] Even better, the stagecoach parks near the edge of the road, and the guard leaps off. "I'm going to find myself a place to leak, y'all stay here now," he says to the driver as he walks off in the opposite direction of Starn.
Look around the saloon, check out the patrons. Also, see what types of gambling games they have.
Micheal Shawns takes a look around the room, to find it mostly loaded up with your standard affair of drunkards, beggars and working men looking to unwind after a long day. There aren't any womenfolk to be seen, (not even any hookers!) with the exception of one mysterious Asian lady. The gambling seems to revolve around good ole' Poker, though some Dice Games are being played as well.
Blood Opal smiles, tips the bartender, suggestively kisses the barrel of his shotgun, and follows the fight outside. She waits until there is a clear looser, before speaking up in an attempt to recruit a gang.
"Well now boys, that was quite a show... And there will be more like it, because I intend to take this town. Prove you are tough and cutthroat enough to help me take and protect what I desire, by killing this fool you broke, and you will have all the wealth, power, and... affection that you might ever desire yourselves."
Blood Opal leaves the barkeeper in a befuddled state as she saunters outside, continuing to watch the fight. Leaning over the patio's bannister in front of the bar, she watches bemusedly until one of the men falls to the ground after a nasty hook to the jaw, in a paralyzed state. She clasps her hands, the fighting drawing to a close as the brawlers notice that they've been followed by a woman easy on the eyes.
"Well now boys, that was quite a show... And there will be more like it, because I intend to take this town. Prove you are tough and cutthroat enough to help me take and protect what I desire, by killing this fool you broke, and you will have all the wealth, power, and... affection that you might ever desire yourselves."[4+2] The men all look around at each other. Her offer is appealing in multiple ways, but flat-out murder? Eyes dart around until one heavy-set man pulls out his Revolver and empties a shot into the downed loser's forehead. The flash and burst of noise causes the rest of the men to take a few steps back. The assailant looks up at Opal, "Does that work?"
First Action: Subtly preach about gun violence and how everyone needs guns.
Father Gregory, A.K.A. Big Poppa to the underground, takes a stand on a spare crate near the middle of town. Adorned in flowing black robes, he raises his arms into the air. "I have seen the Devil, and he infects us all, even the best of us! He taints us and causes us to draweth our arms onto our fellow countrymen! The only to defend yourselves and defeat the unholy abomination, is for all of you to carry your own arms! If you don't have a Revolver or Double-Barrel somewhere in your home, you need one! And if you have a gun, you need more guns!" [3] He gets a few curious glances, but otherwise does not attract much of an audience.
Secretly, he scratches the inside of his arm. Damn, where can a Father get a good fix of "magic powder" around here?
Hire new prostitutes both male and female of all sexualities
The construction of the Brothel goes well, and is planned to open within [The Next Turn]. Tuypo searches around for men and women of any liking to come work in his new establishment. [2] The inhabitants of New Jamestown not only turn down the offer, but seem to be repulsed and angry about it. Angrily, they head to the Church, the local center of moral and spiritual guidance, to report on the nature of Tuypo and his brothel.
The sound of a gunshot attracts [10] dozens of people across the town, folks everywhere stepping outside or peeking out their windows to see what the commotion is about. Two of these people happen to be the Sheriff and two of his deputies. He pulls out his Revolver, "Everyone back up!" He looks at the heavy-set man. "You there! What the hell happened?!" The man blubbers out, "Eh, well sheriff, you see..." The sheriff trains the barrel of his Revolver onto him. "Aw Sheriff, don't do that!" He pleads.
The local Church [9] decides to write a mass complaint to City Hall regarding the Brothel. The letter will get there [Next Turn].
The Shadow. (kj1225)
Gender: Unknown
Age: Estimated to be about twenty. Could also be a large teenager.
Perk(s): Elusive Enigma
Brief Bio: It's a bounty hunter who has been said to never miss their man.
Inventory: Trench coat, hat, bandana, six shooter pistol with a box of ammo, small teddy bear.
Status: Normal.
Greg Whiskey (Salsacookies)
Gender: Male
Age: 23
Perk(s):Drunken Warrior - Alcohol fuels the fire in your blood, +2 to Close-Quarters Combat when Drunk.
Unarmed Specialist - Practice for years has honed your skills with a particular weapon, +1 to Unarmed
Detriment: Drunkard - You can't put down the bottle, if you don't consume Alcohol at least every 5 Turns, you will receive penalties to all rolls.
Status: Slightly Drunk
Addiction: 5 Turns
Name:Stamping Feet (Shadestyle)
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Perk(s): Ox Build, Hontato speaker
Detriment: Strong Scent
Brief Bio: A Native (Amarican analogue) in a far off land, Stamping feet learned the language of the local tribes and came here, exploring for something to reveal to him the sign of his coming of age, and murder wolves, he likes to murder wolves.
Starting item: Large knife shaped like a wolf face. Created to celebrate his first wolf murder, this foot long knife was painstakingly crafted in the visage of a wolf's head.
Status: Normal
'Blood Opal' (Weirdsound)
Gender: Female
Age: 29
Perks: Shotgun Specialist, Femme Fatale
Detriment: Elephant Step
Brief Bio: A brash, brazen, ballsy, and bloodthirsty Quian robber and murderess who escaped justice in her homeland. She has come to new Jamestown in search of trouble.
Inventory: Shotgun, Ammo, Travel Outfit, Ornate Mask, Traditional Quian Formal Robes, Three sticks of dynamite, Modest sum of local money.
Status: Normal
Drew Whiteford (Alev)
Gender:Male
Age:32
Perks:Healing Touch
Detriments:N/A
Bio:Drew came out West to seek his fortune as a trained doctor, few and far between in these lands. He is hoping to get a cart or something so he can set up a stand.
Status: Normal
Starn Gundar. (blazing glory)
Gender:Male.
Age:42
Perks:
Eagle eyes.
Weapon specialist:Rifle.
Detriment:Marked by law.
Brief Bio:He'd entered this area by train when he was 30 or so,he ended up getting into trouble almost right away,having been robbed by bandits he had turned to banditry himself,he discovered that he had a knack for shooting with his rifle and robbed many travelers,he also managed to track down that bandit gang that had robbed him,and recollected his money,after 4 years of living a life like this he had gone into hiding after a nasty shootout,now 8 years later the money has run out but the law still remembers him,at least he still remembers how to shoot and is still a good shot.
Inventory:A rifle,a pistol,a bandanna,clothes,a little bit of money.
Status: Normal
Tuypo (tuypo1)
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Perk(s): Casanova, Hontato speaker
Detriment: strong scent (perfume to attract customers)
Brief Bio: a man who came to the new world to run a brothel once it has been built he will be owner and first prostitute there
inventory: Rope,knife,condoms,revealing outfit to attract female customers,revealing outfit to attract male customers
Status: Normal
'Michael Shawns' (Beirus)
Gender: Male
Age: 21
Perk(s): Handgun Specialist, Casanova
Detriment: Elephant Step
Brief Bio: 'Michael' came here to make his living as a gunslinger. Whether you needed someone to protect your cattle on a long drive or you needed someone shot with no questions asked, he was the man to see. He often challenges his targets to duels first, so that the Law won't get involved as often. Rumor has it he may or may not have also been fleeing a girlfriend who caught him cheating. He has no comment on the subject. Some also say that 'Michael Shawns' is a fake name he took when he moved here. Those people end up buried in the desert with a bullet in their head.
Status: Normal
Father Gregor/ Big Poppa (Cheesecake)
Gender: Male
Age: 51
Perk(s): Dealmaker, Saving Grace
Detriment: Opiate Addiction
Brief Bio: Father Gregor, or as the scum of the streets know him, Big Poppa, is both a pastor and an arms dealer. He runs the church as a cover for his true business.
Status: Normal
Addiction: 10 Turns
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Topic: \Legends/ - Simple Freeform Wild West RPG - Back to the Action (Read 52102 times)