
Kristophe Kristophson |

Kris has his shotgun, it's all he ever really needs. Since the group is heading to town, Kris grabs his hidden bankroll.
Because what he *really* needs is several bottles of hooch.
I'm up. I'm up. he says bleary eyed to the others, whomever is present.
Expecting trouble are we?

Rufus Cooperson |

Saddling up Devil Eyes, Rufus comes over to the porch in time to hear the admonishment about keeping Ms. Abby safe.
I will do my best to ensure that no harm comes to her.
He tips his hat at her, as he heads back grabs his guns and rifle to give it a quick cleaning prior to them headed out.
Quickly responding to Kristophe
I always expect trouble, but I don't go looking for it.
He will grab a bite while cleaning both his pistols and rifle.

Rodan Northward |

Rodan Thanks Rufus for the loan. "I hope that I won't needed it and that maybe I am just getting jumpy in my old age. But thems a lot of miles between here and town, then back again."
Next morning
Rodan feeds and waters Sandstone to be ready for the ride. Then he lashes the loaned rifle in place and places the extra shells in a pocket for easy reach.
Hearing a fuss he steps out of the barn to see Ms. Abby and Luke having a heated discussion.
"Morning Mam." Rodan says as he tips his hat as Abby storms past him. Rodan walks over to Luke to hear what he has to say.
"That is a bad idea that she goes. If something happens and they make a grab on her then they got Mr. Sutter by the short hairs. I am just saying.
But I guess she's a woman and to it would be easier to change the direction of the wind than change a woman's mind. So I will do my best to keep her safe."
So Rodan grabs the two rifles and heads back to the barn to find Ms. Abby.
"Ms. Abby, I just want to say that it's going to be real dangerous for you and Mr. Sutter if that Bayou fella grabs you. But I know there is no way from me to change your mind, so with that said. Which one meets your fancy?" Holding the rifles to Abby.

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Lord Borak ambles up casually next to Kris. He takes out his full bottle of whiskey and takes a morning nip before offering the same to the man. He takes the bottle back with a knowing nod and meanders up to Luke.
Lord Borak talks low. Not loud. But nor does he whisper. Lord Borak does not hurry. And he does not skulk.
"She can be protected, or she can not be protected," he says matter-of-factly.
"What I need to hear you say, is that she should be protected...
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...by any means necessary."

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Luke Nods to Lord Borak "I think we have an understanding. You do what you need to do if those Bastards try for Ms.Abby. If they end up in the dirt, they end up in the dirt." A nods toward Roden heading toward Abby. "You best get, she get ornery when she is riled up"
Toward the Barn Roden nears abby and holds out the rifles. Abby Grabs the Winchester "Oh but the danger is why I have you big strong menfolk!" She says in such a way, you are not sure its a compliment and sawed off in hand she makes toward the wagon and looks at the rest of you "Well, you coming or not?"

Rodan Northward |

Rodan laughs and looks at himself. "Mam, this old man is far to long in tooth to be described as that. I am just a simple trailhand."
Rodan hands the remaining rifle and ammo to Flying Eagle. "She's a might spirited ain't she?"
And climbs up on Sandstone. Once underway Rodan reins his horse into the position of front left flank of the lead horse of the wagon.
I assume it is a two or four horse drawn wagon.

Keeper of Forbidden Lore |

The wagon Abby mounts is the standard type with a team of two horses pulling it. There is room for another passenger or you can choose to ride your own mounts into town. The day is warm already, few clouds in the sky and the trip into town is uneventful.
Once in the town, Abby aims to wagon toward the General store. List in hand she starts toward the building "Some of you at lest be useful and help me load the wagon" She says as she walks into the store.

Rodan Northward |

After tying up at the hitching post. "Kris, Moses lets go in with her. The rest of you, if you can take care of the horses and keep an eye out. I will be back out shortly if someone else want to go in."
Rodan grabs his loaned rifle and walks into the store. He looks around wanting to purchase a box of 16 gauge shot shells, a box of .40 cal pistol shells, and a extra canteen. He also looks for a box of shells for the loaned rifle.

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Inside
Miss Abby Takes her list to the man behind the counter, a tall thin fella with a handle bar mustache and talks to him As Roden and Kris look around the store. Kris locates his Whiskey, not the best stuff but eh its $2 and its whisky.
Roden finds the canteen easy enough but will have to ask for the shells. When asked, the Man behind the counter fetches the shells from under the counter. He places the paper wrapped shells on the counter, 50 .40 cal shells and 20 16 gauge ones. "That'll be $6, can I help you with anything else?"
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Outside
While Roden, Kris and Miss Abby are inside the rest of you stand outside. Some maybe shaded from the heat on the sidewalk.
Anyone outside give me a notice roll

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Lord Borak stands peaceably outside, which is different from his wont. He had considered taking possession of a street corner and haranguing the passersby, but he was still new to this town, and wanted a feel for its pulse before trying to build up a stable of followers.
For now he was content to grab a bit of shade and simply absorb the texture of the town and its goings-on.
Notice!: 1d6 ⇒ 5
WILD Notice!: 1d6 ⇒ 1

Keeper of Forbidden Lore |

Outside
A few of you Spot Phelps walking toward you and he is not alone. He seems to be walking toward you with a slow smile and seven gunmen follow. "“I commend you folk on your stubbornness, if not your common sense. Most would have cleared out ahead of the storm that is surely coming. Instead, you chose to leave the Lazy S where you held, at least for the moment, a numerical advantage.” He says stopping about 30 feet away from your group and the store, his men spreading out.

Rodan Northward |

Rodan take a look out the window and sees the group walking toward the store. He turns to Abby. "There is trouble brewing out there, stay away from the windows and get down if shooting starts."
He then levers a round into the chamber and moves to a side, inside of the doorway. Using the the door/door frame as cover if need be.

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Lord Borak had a dilemma.
Normally he would threaten these bully boys, and perhaps put such fear in them that they would start running and not stop until they'd covered three states.
But that would only start new rumors about him and he had had his fill of such.
Instead he takes a more passive approach.
"Oh no. It is men with guns," he says in a slow deadpan. "Oh me. Oh my. Whatever shall I do I am but an old man and I am quite frightened." He says his steady speech while mirroring the movement of the Phelps' man on the far right flank, moving to the side with the man.
"Oh help. Oh horrors," he says while slowly getting down on the ground. "Whatever shall we do in the face of all this violence?"
His running in terror and falling to the ground in helpless abandon looks an awful lot like moving to the side, dropping prone, and covering himself with his shield.

Keeper of Forbidden Lore |

Outside
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A few of the Men laugh at Lord Boraks antics, Phelps himself just shakes his head with disgust, hand near his gun."And here I though some of you boys might be a challenge. Been a while since I found a gunslinger worth the name." He looks at Flying Eagle "Fancy yourself a gunmen red man?"
The other men seems a bit eager and close to violence, but seem to be waiting on Phelp's play. Most seem to not be paying Lord Borak much heed, but keeping a sharp eye on the other's. Just ready to drawl iron.
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Inside
Abby looks at Roden, seeming furious "I left my gun in the Wagon!" She turns to the clerk "You have any guns?" The clerk seems to back up away from the doorways and windows "Now, I don't want any trouble here!"
Kris, sees a backdoor and he might be able to sneak around the building, flanking the group outside. He is not sure, but maybe he can.
Give me a steal roll to sneak around the group

Rufus Cooperson |

Rufus notes a full water barrel that he can duck behind. As he listens both pistols in their holsters.
He then notes where the men are as he mentally catalogues where they are.
I cannot get my shotgun, but I think I am good under cover here. First shots to Phelps, next at that Mex to his left. After that let the shells fly

Flying Eagle |

"I can hold my own. But my people prefer non-violent solutions. No one has to die here today. We get your message." As he says this, he moves so that the wagon is between him and the other men, providing cover. He reaches into the wagon to get his shield.

Keeper of Forbidden Lore |

That is a good use Kris
Outside
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Phelps smiles "I don't think the shield is gonna help you there Red Man' His men laugh and you just know he is going to drawl on you. He thinks he has you outnumbered, Lord Borak is on the ground acting a fool, flying Eagle is behind the wagon but still facing 8 men, Rufus too behind his barrel. None of them seem to see Kris closing from behind with his shot gun.
Rufus, Flying Eagle and Lord Borak are outside. #0 feet from the Gunmen. I'll Count the wagon as 1/4th cover and the Barrel as 1/2. The wagon is bigger, but its man cover kinda floats off the ground just really protecting your middle. I will give both a +2 bonus for hardness. Kris is 20 feet behind them, he can choose left or right side.
Inside
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Abby is arguing with the clerk over getting a gun of some type as Roden sees the trouble brewing outside. Those men want blood and he know it. He could shot from the door, or the glass store window, clerk would hate that he reckons. Or he could walk out side. He is not sure where the Hell Kris went.
Okay this we have 5 players here and 8 enemies. The 7 gunmen get one card and Phelps another. Order of cards dealt
Flying Eagle, Lord Borak, Rufus, Kris, Rodan, Phelps, gunmen
Round 1 turn Order
Lord Borak (KD)
Phelps (KC)
Gunmen (8H)
Roden (8C)
Kris (7C)
Flying Eagle (6c)
Rufus (4D)

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He could stand no more.
The laughing, the disrespect. He knew how to wipe the smiles from their faces.
And the sooner the better.
Fave in the dirt, he mumbles the words that man O, trmebles to hear.
"I Summon!"
Spellcasting!: 1d12 ⇒ 12
Spellcasting ACE!!: 1d12 ⇒ 4
Spellcasting Old Ways re-roll!: 1d12 ⇒ 10
WILD Spellcasting!: 1d6 ⇒ 3
From the dirt in front of the closest gunman a small mound appears. Like an anthill growing spontaneously from the ground. Then the mound grows bigger, like a lost ball being rejected from the Earth.
Then it grows bigger still, now as to a termite mound maturing upwards at incredible speeds. Now it keeps going, up and up. As it takes on more height sand pours off of its flanks and details can be seen. Arms on the side, a narrow waist, a fine trim back. At last it reaches the height of a man and it looks like a mythical Viking made of stone and dirt. It carries a dirt axe and wields a stone shield. The head is without helmet and the face lacks detail, it's smooth expression conveying no emotion, which itself makes a watcher uneasy.
Then the eyes open and, fast as lighting, it attacks!
Fighting!: 1d4 ⇒ 4
Fighting ACE!!: 1d4 ⇒ 3
Damage!: 1d4 ⇒ 3
Damage if Raise?: 1d6 ⇒ 6
Damage if Raise? ACE!: 1d6 ⇒ 2

Kristophe Kristophson |

Kris uses the distraction provided by the summoned golem to charge straight at a clump of gunmen his knife held ready.
DIE YOU F**$ERS! He screams as a warcry
He rushes forward toward the gunmen not threatened by the golem and attempts to gut one of the men, swinging wildly and with reckless abandon
WILD FIGHTING: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5 Wild: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4 Not sure if I have a bonus from stealth, or maybe even "The Drop" but maybe it's a hit
Bowie Knife AP1: 1d4 + 1 + 1d8 ⇒ (2) + 1 + (2) = 5

Keeper of Forbidden Lore |

Round 1 turn Order
Lord Borak (KD)(went)
Phelps (KC)(went)
Gunmen (8H)(went)
Roden (8C)(went)
Kris (7C)(went)
Flying Eagle (6c)
Rufus (4D)
Lord Borak's "Dirt man" attacks the nearest gunmen, slashing at him with its axe of earth. It gets the man's coat, but little else in its freighting attack. Phelps draws one of his pistols and fans the hammer, throwing three shots toward Flying Eagle. It mostly chips away at the wagon as he uses it for cover.
The first Gunman opens up on Lord Borak as the second and Third gunmen fire on the Dirtman. Lord Borak gets dirt in the face as a bullet almost had his name on it. The Dirtman takes a colt to the face, blowing a large part of it away Seems to have taken 1 woundThe forth and fifth gunmen shoot at Flying Eagle, the wagon does its job however and holds back most of the damage although splitters do get him. with the AP +1 colts you need to roll for shakenThe last two gunmen fire at Rufus behind his water barrel. It does not seem to be doing the best job of stopping the pistols however. Unless I miscounted that is one wound there
Kris's wild rush leaves a man gutting and bleeding out on the ground As Roden Opens fire on Phelps, catching little but coattails and heat backed earth with his buckshot.
Phelps Fan the Hammer at flying Eagle
attack 1shooting: 1d10 - 4 ⇒ (2) - 4 = -2 wild: 1d6 ⇒ 4damage: 2d6 + 1 ⇒ (1, 1) + 1 = 3
attack 2shooting: 1d10 - 4 ⇒ (7) - 4 = 3 wild: 1d6 ⇒ 2damage: 2d6 + 1 ⇒ (2, 2) + 1 = 5
attack 3shooting: 1d10 - 4 ⇒ (2) - 4 = -2 wild: 1d6 ⇒ 5damage: 2d6 + 1 ⇒ (3, 3) + 1 = 7
Gunman 1 (LB) Shooting: 1d8 ⇒ 4 damage: 2d6 + 1 ⇒ (2, 2) + 1 = 5
Gunman 2 (Sum)Shooting: 1d8 ⇒ 1 damage: 2d6 + 1 ⇒ (3, 2) + 1 = 6
Gunman 3 (sum)Shooting: 1d8 ⇒ 8 damage: 2d6 + 1 ⇒ (4, 4) + 1 = 9
Gunman 4 (FE) Shooting: 1d8 ⇒ 8 damage: 2d6 + 1 ⇒ (5, 2) + 1 = 8
Gunman 5 (FE)Shooting: 1d8 ⇒ 2 damage: 2d6 + 1 ⇒ (5, 1) + 1 = 7
Gunman 6 (Ruf)Shooting: 1d8 ⇒ 8 damage: 2d6 + 1 ⇒ (6, 3) + 1 = 10
Gunman 7 (Ruf)Shooting: 1d8 ⇒ 2 damage: 2d6 + 1 ⇒ (6, 3) + 1 = 10
Roden's mare leg 2d8 - 1 ⇒ (4, 1) - 1 = 4

Flying Eagle |

Umm...why are you doing Round 2 initiative? Rufus and I haven't yet posted our actions for Round 1. I was waiting for the bad guys to act, since they were ahead of me and could affect my rolls...
Trying to recover his wits as multiple bullets come flying his way :
Spirit & Wild: 1d8 ⇒ 41d6 ⇒ 4
He then takes aim at Phelps, who seems to be the bigger threat :
Shooting & Wild: 1d8 ⇒ 41d6 ⇒ 3
Doing
Damage: 2d8 ⇒ (4, 2) = 6 AP 2

Rufus Cooperson |

Round 1 as I was at the bottom of the list
Damn, well, I guess that tears it.
Rufus pulls both of his pistols and sends shots at Phelps as he had planned.
shooting pistol 1: 1d8 ⇒ 4
wild: 1d6 ⇒ 2
shooting pistol 2: 1d8 ⇒ 8
wild: 1d6 ⇒ 5
shooting pistol 2 Explody: 1d8 ⇒ 7
damage pistol 1: 2d6 + 1 ⇒ (5, 2) + 1 = 8
damage pistol 2: 2d6 + 1 ⇒ (5, 3) + 1 = 9
Not sure how the wounds work and what mods they do
Round 2
Steadying down behind his barrel, he returns fire at the gunmen that shot at him.
shooting pistol 1: 1d8 ⇒ 1
wild: 1d6 ⇒ 4
shooting pistol 2: 1d8 ⇒ 1
wild: 1d6 ⇒ 1
damage pistol 1: 2d6 + 1 ⇒ (2, 5) + 1 = 8
damage pistol 2: 2d6 + 1 ⇒ (3, 1) + 1 = 5

Kristophe Kristophson |
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I always did the next round early too, that way there's no delay waiting on the GM to pull cards. Just resolve things in initiative order. It's more for the GM to keep track of, but it speeds things up. Also, sometimes in SW you can kinda go back to back if you have low cards one round and high ones the next
Kris will scream again DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE as he goes berserk and attempts to kill the next man he sees
WILD FIGHTING: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6 wild: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8 ACE: 1d6 ⇒ 1 TN=9
Bowie Knife AP1: 1d4 + 1 + 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 1 + (4) + 2 = 9
RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH
Kris is swinging wildly (Wild Fighting)

Keeper of Forbidden Lore |

Wounds are -1 Pace and -1 trait roll per wound.
Round 1 turn Order
Flying Eagle (6c)(went)
Rufus (4D)
Flying Eagle Seems to Graze and distract the man, But Rufus puts him down with two into the man. Phelps stumbles, looking shocked, but stays upright He was shaken, then wounded three times, but soaked one wound.
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Round 2
Round 2 order
Rufus(AS)(went)
Roden(QS)
Flying Eagle (JC)
Phelps (10s)
Lord Borak(10H)
Kris(7H)(went)
Gunmen(3H
Rufus is fast to act, throwing lead at another target, he only hits with one gun, but that is enough to drop the man. Kris ,like a wild man brought a knife to a gunfight and charging number 5, a weedly looking man who really needed a bath, puts a knife though his throat.
As of now, three gunmen are down, Phelps is wounded as is Rufus
Phelps soak spirts: 1d8 ⇒ 6 wild: 1d6 ⇒ 2

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Lord Borak groans inwardly as the the summon rock-viking takes a round to the head, blowing up his skull like someone taking an axe to a statue.
'And that's why I should always go for the fetters first! Ah well live and learn,' he thinks.
Following his own advice he changes tactics and summons the now-familiar VineChains around the man that had been standing against his warrior.
Strong Entangle on #2
Faith!: 1d10 ⇒ 4
Faith re-roll!: 1d10 ⇒ 9
WILD Faith!: 1d6 ⇒ 3
Raise, Bound(Vulnerable) and Entangled(Distracted), -2 to break free

Keeper of Forbidden Lore |

Round 2
Round 2 order
Rufus(AS)(went)
Roden(QS)
Flying Eagle (JC)(went)
Phelps (10s)(Kinda Died)
Lord Borak(10H)(went)
Kris(7H)(went)
Gunmen(3H)
Phelps, seems more hurt than thought and hits his knees. He tries to raise his hands for another shot and topples forward into the sun cracked dirt. Flying Eagle drops gunman three, a well dressed Mexican, who falls on his back dead eyes starting at nothing. And Lord Borak wraps gunman 2 in gives that burst from the dry earth, binding him in place.
Gunman two breaks free from the ropes an fires at Lord Borak "What in God's name are you!" He screams shooting wide as he runs, backing up a bit. The other gunman get the same idea and gunman 1 fires at Lord Borak as well as he back up. The 4th gunman also back up but fires at Kris, who has killed two men with his damned knife! Just doing little but seeming to piss him off
The extra damage was enough to kill Phelps. Slow bleeder the bastard. Lord Borak is shaken. Kris is also Shaken. There are only three gunmen left alive
Gunman 2 Str 1d6 - 2 ⇒ (6) - 2 = 4
Gunman 2 at Lord Borak shooting: 1d8 ⇒ 2 damage: 2d6 + 1 ⇒ (1, 6) + 1 = 8 AP 1
Gunman 1 at Lord Borak shooting: 1d8 ⇒ 4 damage: 2d6 + 1 ⇒ (2, 4) + 1 = 7 AP 1
Gunman 4 at Kris shooting: 1d8 ⇒ 4 damage: 2d6 + 1 ⇒ (6, 3) + 1 = 10 AP 1

Rufus Cooperson |

Going to go first, So I would take a -2 for doing multiple shots per pistol. offset by the +2 for the joker ??
You bastards don't know what loyalty is
Rufus puts 2 shots at one of the remaining, and then triggers a second set of shots at another gunman.
shooting left: 1d8 ⇒ 8
left aces: 1d6 ⇒ 5
I see that as 2 raises
shooting right: 1d8 ⇒ 5
wild: 1d6 ⇒ 2
wild: 1d6 ⇒ 3
damage left: 2d6 + 3 ⇒ (6, 1) + 3 = 10
xtra damage: 1d6 ⇒ 3
damage right: 2d6 + 3 ⇒ (3, 3) + 3 = 9
shooting left: 1d8 ⇒ 7
shooting right: 1d8 ⇒ 7
wild: 1d6 ⇒ 5
wild: 1d6 ⇒ 1
damage left: 2d6 + 3 ⇒ (6, 1) + 3 = 10
damage right: 2d6 + 3 ⇒ (6, 1) + 3 = 10
Both pistols are ROF 1 and AP 1

Kristophe Kristophson |

Spirit: 1d6 ⇒ 5 Wild: 1d6 ⇒ 1
Kris is dazzled by the near miss....but not for long.
I'LL CUT YOUR GODS DAMNED HEAD OFF Kris screams at the man who shot at him....
But it seems like Rufus has finished him off.
Kris just stands there in the dusty street, covered in blood, panting.
He pulls a bottle of whiskey from his bag, and sits down and takes a long pull.

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Lord Borak gets himself up and dusts himself off as the the last of the gunshots ring in the air as Rufus decides he's had quite enough of the game and removes the last few pieces from the board.
"Well that was...invigorating."