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[Nidilap]

Go talk to that gal after another dose of liquid courage.

[5] After having a light buzz of confidence, you walk up to the lady and strike up conversation.

[SaberToothTiger]

"Now, overhear... It's not very nice to eavesdrop on other man's talk."

[Pancaek]

"One more whiskey, coming up."

Cheery pours another whiskey and goes to hand it over to the gentleman, noticing the gal he's talking to

"Can I get you anything, miss?"

Pour another whiskey for the gentlemen and deliver it to him. Should the miss order a drink, pour it and bring it to her as well. Also, let's not make a roll for this, because I think that being able to succesfully pour a drink into a glass is a foregone conclusion for a grown man.

[SaberToothTiger]

Go to the saloon.

[Salsacookies]

Name: Ron Bones
Gender: Male
Age:67
Weapon: Walsh Revolver
Side Weapon: Walsh Revolver
Backstory: I'll put this in later
Profession: Outlaw

[Sarrak]

"Now, overhear... It's not very nice to eavesdrop on other man's talk."

"Whatever. You need the job done or not?"

[SaberToothTiger]

"Now, overhear... It's not very nice to eavesdrop on other man's talk."

"Whatever. You need the job done or not?"

"Now I see two ways out. Either I disagree we lock you up so you won't be tellin' nobody nuthin', or I agree and we will have to trust each other inside an' out. Now I dunno 'bout you, but you don't really convince me you are to be trusted.
Anyway, better than nuthin'. Welcome aboard."

[Sarrak]

"Thanks. As for matter of trust... No one could be completely trusted in these parts. Still, I'm much more interested in doing our job, than picking a fight with you."

[Nidilap]

Night falls, and all of you are in the saloon. The sheriff gives you a known gang hideout called "RoadRunner".

Name: Ron Bones
Gender: Male
Age:67
Weapon: Walsh Revolver
Side Weapon: Walsh Revolver
Backstory: I'll put this in later
Profession: Outlaw

I'll add you in later.

[SaberToothTiger]

Buy a bottle of strong alcohol and make a molotov coctail out of it.

[Nidilap]

Buy a bottle of strong alcohol and make a molotov coctail out of it.

1+ FireBottle

[SaberToothTiger]

Buy me a good bottle of scotch.
Chit chat with the barman.
"So... much goin' on?"

[Pancaek]

cheery looks at him, one eyebrow raised, while he cleans a dirty glass

"Things were pretty quiet up until this afternoon. But then someone started shooting in the street, and now my bar seems to have filled up with some rough looking people and someone just made himself a firebomb right infront of me. So, I suppose something is going on, but no-one's let me in on it yet."

[SaberToothTiger]

El Capitan would smile in an intimidating way.

"Well, let's hope for that, the firebomb won't explode here. Fetch me some whiskey, will ya?"

Hide my firebomb and approach the pretty lady and join the game.

[Pancaek]

Cheery grabs a bottle from behind the bar and hands it to the man. The man seems to give a him a strange, slightly constipated look.

"You're gonna need to pay for that before you leave here."