Jesus Christ this game hates me.
I wandered into and O'Driscoll camp, and since O'Driscolls are all a bunch of no-good bastards I took them out. Not a big challenge, but I missed a couple shots due to them running behind some bullet-repellent canvas.
Then while I was looting their camp, a couple more O'Driscolls showed up and started shooting at me. I managed to take them out despite having been ambushed, but one shot flew high over the one dude's head and sailed over a nearby road.
WITNESS: Disturbing the PeaceApparently someone was close enough to hear that shot, and decided to run back to town and tell everyone about the crazy person firing off shots in the middle of goddamn nowhere and killing off violent gang members. The cur!
Sure enough, a couple lawmen came snooping around trying to find out what kind of reckless maniac would fire off a shot in the hunting grounds more than a mile outside of town. Not wanting to get in trouble with the law, I left the camp and waited for them to conclude their investigation before going back to looting once the coast was clear.
Ah, finally! I could open up the lockbox and get that delicious can of beans they'd hidden away from me! I was just availing myself of their fire to cook a little meat when I heard a shout.
I was suddenly standing in the middle of a full posse of eight lawmen, who had appapparently spawned out of thin air.
They started shooting, I started running... But there were too many of them and they had horses, while I was on foot. I turned to fight, and just
barely manage to take them down, with the help of two potent health tonics keeping me upright while surrounded and without any cover. Phew, at least that was over with...
Bounty: $130Shit. The ghost of one of the dead lawmen had clearly lodged a formal haunting about my misdeeds in defending myself from death. That's more than 25% of my total stash at this point, and I don't feel like it was particularly deserved.
I headed into town and sold off a couple pelts while trying to wrap my head around paying off the bounty... I hopped into the saloon for some whiskey to refresh my cores, and I noticed the grizzled old asshole trapper dude sitting at one of the tables and calling everyone pathetic. Now, I'd heard from someone that you can get a cool hat by beating him up, but I wanted to finish my drink first before throwing knuckles.
While drinking, some random fop shows up and starts talking to my ass about the town's "curse" and what that's supposed to mean. I try and give him a polite "that's nice dear", but apparently you can't talk while drinking whiskey. So I just stared at him for a bit, trying to see if the conversation prompt would light up once he was properly "finished".
"Hey, what're you staring at, buddy? You tryna start something?"
No, I was not trying to start something, but I couldn't get my words in order to tell him as much, so I just averted my gaze and went back to staring into the liquor.
Motherfucker blindsides me with a fist full of angry impotence. Oh it's
on, bitch.
I press the melee button to swing a return strike and show him what a hand is supposed to taste like, but apparently the look in my eyes freaked him out a bit because he immediately turned around to reposition himself.
Y'know what happens when you press the melee button when standing directly behind someone? You perform an uninterruptible stealth kill.
When I got control of myself again, there was a dead fop on the ground, total chaos in the saloon, and someone running out the door to tell the sheriff about how I brutally murdered yet another innocent bystander. Then the mountain man stood up and started fighting with me, because he didn't want to miss out on a fistfight in his saloon.
Then the cops showed up and shot me to death while Ol' Jebediah Tyson was helping me floss by removing my teeth.
Bounty: $145