Deadlands Part I - Riding Out

Tigger

ook
lets try free casting armour

Fourier

He sizes up to George.

"Listen boy you think yer a big man huh? I 'erd a yer gang. Reed ain' it? Well I'm in a real gang, the Cowboys and now we got Vermilion as our boss we're even more somethin' ya don't wanna fuk with. You want to throw down now Reed?"

Necro

Fourier wrote: »

He sizes up to George.

"Listen boy you think yer a big man huh? I 'erd a yer gang. Reed ain' it? Well I'm in a real gang, the Cowboys and now we got Vermilion as our boss we're even more somethin' ya don't wanna fuk with. You want to throw down now Reed?"

Reed guffaws again.

'Real gang? Ayuh, rustlin' varmints and humpin' cattle.'

Reed reveals his right hand with the brass knuckles and brandishes it in his face.

'I'll break yer jaw if yuh don't sit down. Fukin' sissy.'

Banjo

Fourier wrote: »

The gambling table bursts out laughing as Curly Bill Brocius falls on his ass.

"Who in da fuk took ma chair?" he stares around angrily.

OOC:
Canon picture of Curly:

"Kam yusself, mesye, Kam yusself"
She stands, rotating the chair out from under her with one hand while she rattles a pouch round her neck with the other

Fourier

Thornbury closes his eyes for what feels like minutes, though to others it is but a blink.

He stands in a Wasteland with an enormous spider like being in front of him.

"Come to play again Thornbury, let us see"

Once more Thornbury bests the beast.

"You'll lose badly eventually"

He opens his eyes, the demons power with some of his own causes a hex to come over Thornbury, folks just can't seem to look at him straight.

Fourier

Necrominus wrote: »

'I'll break yer jaw if yuh don't sit down. Fukin' sissy.'

"Break my jaw prick?

Boys I'll take this joker, ye take that witch over there"

OOC: Curly and his four lackeys attack George and Lysette. Thornbury and Silas free to join in the ruckus.

Tigger

Fourier wrote: »

"Break my jaw prick?

Boys I'll take this joker, ye take that witch over there"

OOC: Curly and his four lackeys attack George and Lysette. Thornbury and Silas free to join in the ruckus.

i take Silas by the arm and gently lead him away from trouble and towards the door "Sir you and i shall watch proceedings from this advantageous vantage i think"

sKeith

"Thank you mr. thornsburry, it all just sparked off in there."

Fourier

The entire bar rumbles as shadows wave about and a sinister laughter is heard throughout.

Curly just grimaces while three of his crew run screaming out of the bar. One is shaking a bit, but Curly glares at him and he remains.

Thornbury just smirks, dancing shadows? He's seen demons.

Silas, bizarrely is excited by all this.
OOC: Silas has +2 all rolls for a while

George begins to quiver, but clenches his fists hard and powers on through, just some magic, seen stuff like this before.

With his men after hightailing it, Curly doesn't want to tangle with possible magic users, he looks around.

"Good joke hahahahahaha" the bar nervously laughs with him "these are good fellers, a round of drinks for my friends here"

Tigger

sKeith wrote: »

"Thank you mr. thornsburry, it all just sparked of in there."

" It does that sir , this is bandit country, stick with me till things calm down"

Necro

Reed stares down Curly.

'Where do yuh think yer goin, sissy?'

Tigger

Necrominus wrote: »

Reed stares down Curly.

'Where do yuh think yer goin, sissy?'

"thorn whispers to Silas, thast why i like you Sir, you dont get drunk"

Banjo

Fourier wrote: »

"Good joke hahahahahaha" the bar nervously laughs with him "these are good fellers, a round of drinks for my friends here"

"Entelijan blans, yeh got gut hed'n dem shodders"
Lysette pats his arm and gives him back his chair, then sits cross-legged on the floor

Reed stares down Curly.

'Where do yuh think yer goin, sissy?'

"If'n ya wanna be keeping yers, ya be sitting down rapeedalike"

Tigger

i'll have a rum and so will my buddy silas (shaddup silas and drink your water)

Fourier

Necrominus wrote: »

Reed stares down Curly.

'Where do yuh think yer goin, sissy?'

He takes the chair nodding at Lysette. "Thank ya Mam"

He turns to George.

"Look, I wuz tryin' to keep things clam, ye want to take it outside boy?"

Fourier

A voice comes from the saloon doors.

"That won't be necessary Curly"

The city marshall Virgil Earp and his brother Wyat Earp stand in the entrance. With a third man behind them.

Necro

Fourier wrote: »

He takes the chair nodding at Lysette. "Thank ya Mam"

He turns to George.

"Look, I wuz tryin' to keep things clam, ye want to take it outside boy?"

'I told yuh to sit down. Yuh had yur chance. Now stand up and face me like a man or are yuh yellow?'

Fourier

Necrominus wrote: »

'I told yuh to sit down. Yuh had yur chance. Now stand up and face me like a man or are yuh yellow?'

Wyatt places a hand on George.

"Relax friend"

Necro

Reed wheels round and sees the martial and suddenly goes quiet.

'Ayuh. Sorry, lost muh temper. Happens sometimes.'

He backs off and shuffles to one of the corners, obscuring his face as much as he can.

Fourier

The Wyatt brothers smile at each other.

"Now isn't this nice, all peaceful." says Virgil

OOC: The Earps are historical.
Wyatt:

Virgil:

Fourier

Silas studies the two men, though he was never one for fighting he somehow gets the clear sense that these men are not to be trifled with.

Necro

Reed is in the corner with his entire face nearly under his duster muttering to himself.

'Yuh done did it again George... why can't yuh leave trouble well alone?'

He gets up and mutters his apologies and walks outside the saloon. He lights a cigar and sits by the water trough.

Fourier

The third man walks over to Reed.

"Hello good sir, surely you'll stay, we have need of some men"

Thornbury gets a strange feeling from the third man.

Necro

Reed puffs on his cigar.

'And what do yuh have need for me? I'm just passin' through.'

Tigger

Fourier wrote: »

The third man walks over to Reed.

"Hello good sir, surely you'll stay, we have need of some men"

Thornbury gets a strange feeling from the third man.

ook
what kinda feeling

Fourier

Tigger wrote: »

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what kinda feeling

Thornbury finds that there is something oddly familiar about the man.

Fourier

Necrominus wrote: »

Reed puffs on his cigar.

'And what do yuh have need for me? I'm just passin' through.'

"As am I, but men who are just passin' through are the best sort for some jobs.

No won't you come inside and listen?"

Necro

Fourier wrote: »

"As am I, but men who are just passin' through are the best sort for some jobs.

No won't you come inside and listen?"

Reed cocks his thumb back towards the saloon.

'They be lawmen right? Lawmen and ol' George Edlington don't mix, no sirree. If they ain't here to take me in, mayhap I'll listen to yuh. Otherwise, it's splitsville for this cowboy.'

Fourier

"Ain't here to take ye, don't you worry" he smiles and puts his hand on his chest "scouts honour"

Necro

Reed sighs.

'Okay. but if yuh don't mind I'll hang by the saloon doors just in case. I'm cautious like that, yes sir I am.'

Reed gets up and follows the man back to the saloon. He leans against the wall by the door in case he needs to make a quick exit.