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Characters: Historical

Alaina James

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Alaina James

Saloon Owner

Alaina is a strong minded, stubborn individual. She doesn’t consider herself bitter, but sometimes she gets fed up with her lack of luck. Alaina takes great pride in her business and might get a little competitive. Her attitude might border on self righteous when it comes to less legal or moral activities, and she keeps a shotgun behind the bar in case anyone steps out of bounds. She’ll step in the middle of any fight that happens in her saloon, but minds her own damn business when she’s out and about.

Alaina was born and raised in the country. She married her childhood sweetheart young and both used their meager family inheritance to purchase a nice plot of land so they could farm and raise horses. While they struggled to get started, her husband worked in the local mines. Within a year, there was a mysterious and unfortunate mine collapse and none of the worker’s bodies were found in the rubble.

For awhile Alaina tried to run the farm on her own with a few helping hands, but another family in town used shady methods to force her into selling her land. She used her money to buy a saloon in town and has been running the place ever since.[/et_pb_text][/et_pb_column_inner][/et_pb_row_inner][/et_pb_column][et_pb_column type=”1_2″ _builder_version=”3.25″ custom_padding=”|||” custom_padding__hover=”|||”][et_pb_image src=”http://space-kitten.org/wp-content/uploads/2016/06/brandy-james.jpg” align_tablet=”center” align_phone=”” align_last_edited=”on|desktop” admin_label=”Image” _builder_version=”3.23″ animation_style=”slide” animation_direction=”left” animation_duration=”500ms” animation_intensity_slide=”10%” use_border_color=”off” border_color=”#ffffff” border_style=”solid” animation=”left” sticky=”off” always_center_on_mobile=”on”][/et_pb_image][/et_pb_column][/et_pb_section]

Categories
Settings: Historical Settings: Magical Fantasy

The Hex of Sunset City

Genre: Supernatural Western
Rating: R – All the good stuff, without the porn!
Mood:
Location: Sunset City – Out West Somewheres!

Plot:
Sunset City, a dusty little town way out west that can barely be considered hospitable. For years it’s been slowly growing, but small set backs always seem rattle the locals and nasty gossip has been floating around. The local saloon seems to have a gun fight every other Tuesday, whether someone does the firing or not. Down near the marshes there’s always a strange howlin’.. and the sheriff never seems to stay longer than a month before he throws down his badge or ends up dead! Yes, something really strange has been happening in Sunset City and with the new mayor in charge it’s just starting to get worse…

BREAKDOWN:
An classic and possibly cliche old western RPG with a supernatural twist. A player can play just about any kind of HUMAN character so long as it makes sense within the plot. The goal? Figure out what’s been causing all these strange incidents in Sunset City!

GAME INFORMATION

SUNSET CITY:
The main town. Picture your dusty tumbleweed towns like in old movies, and there you’ve got it! Every so often a stranger comes into town, but by the time he learns of his fate, it’s too late! Once you’re Sunset City, you can’t seem to leave it… unless you’re dead! Signs or warnings the folks put up also disappear so it’s been no use to steer people away. Even the mail comes back unread!

OLD MINES:
The Mines were closed some two years ago after they collapsed due to an accident with dynamite. Several people died, and no one is quite sure exactly how it happened, but everyone has their own theories.

THE MARSHY SWAMP:
Not too far out there is a creepy bit of wetlands just where the river seems to die out. No one ever dares to go in there, cause no one ever seems to come back out.

Categories
Settings: Realistic Fantasy

The Devil’s Right Hand

Gunslingers and mercenaries work for a special organization to take out big-bad problems. …but not always legal or moral.

[b]Genre:[/b] Fantasy Western
[b]Location:[/b] Denmoria
[b]Basic Setting:[/b] A fantasy world with all the fantasy-land type races and magic, but in a western time period. So magic + cowboys! Plot centers around the recent upset within a guild of Assassins.
[b]Joining:[/b] [b]ACCEPTING CHARACTERS[/b]

[i]SNAP. KSSSSSSSSSSH.[/i]

With a snap of his fingers a fire lit. Not from matches or a lighter, but just from magical will. That was the benefit of being a devil. Cigarette lit, he splayed the poker cards in his hands. Casting an examining gaze at the several men around his table. A devil could cheat in other ways as well. But tonight his interest wasn’t in the cards…

“Have you chosen the candidates for your successor? You’ll be reachin’ the big 50 soon here, eh?” croaked one of his companions from across the table.

The Devil’s expression didn’t change. His eyes just moved from face to face. “I intend to circumvent the vote. Make Michelle the next Guildmaster. Who better than my own heir…”

A lot of surprised looks across the table and several angry growls from the crowd around them. Finally someone slammed a fist down on the table next to the Devil, lowering his head to snarl. “Bullshit. That is not the way the Assassin’s Guild works. We’ve voted on candidates for two hundred years.”

“Now is a good time to change old fashioned creeds.” Replied the Devil, a slow smirk drawing across his face. He dropped his cards to the table. “I fold. Good eve, gentlemen.”

Those were the last words heard from Haligon DeLaroche. Two nights later he was found dead.

THE RIGHT HAND – GUILD OF ASSASSINS
For 200 years the Right Hand has been the most successful and feared Assassin’s Guild of Denmoria. It’s mercenaries coming from every walk of life, every race, every station. To be an Assassin of the Right Hand would make you one of the most dangerous people in the world.

Yet, the Right Hand has it’s creeds. You do not betray the Right Hand. You do not shame the Right Hand’s reputation. You do not cause needless damages or slaughter. And thought their methods are not always moral, righteous, legal or scrupulous, what they do is intended for the Greater Good.

When a Guildmaster’s term comes to an end he chooses several candidates to take his place. The Guild puts it to a vote. But now, Haligon DeLaroche is dead and has only named one choice for Guildmaster. This disregard for their creeds has caused an uproar. With his death and only one candidate, Michelle DeLaroche could be Guildmaster by default. Many are now trying to fight this, demanding more candidates be chosen, or to bypass the vote all together. Worse, Haligon DeLaroche was killed by one of their own. No new choice of candidates or a vote can take place until the Assassin is found.

Something must be done, or the guild and everything it has worked for will fall apart.

JOINING!
You get to play one of the assassin’s or any other character you desire. :D Since this is a FANTASY world, you can also be any sort of fantasy-world race. There -is- magic. Keep in mind that this roleplay is Western styled, so you can also use any kind of Old West styled weapons!

Categories
Characters: Historical

Lana Thomas

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Name/Alias: Lana Thomas (With no crazy alias. Who the hell needs one.)

Description: Light brown hair, curvy figure, brown eyes. Appears to be early 30s.

Personality: A woman of little patience for anything she finds irritating. That’ll include idiots, flirts, complainers, pansies, jerks, and… well. Just assume she’s going to automatically dislike you unless you give her a reason not to. Once she DOES, then she’s a great deal more congenial and a reliable companion. Maybe even friendly!

Why this heist?: After two years of rinky-dink crimes, it’s about time she did something noteworthy.

Gear of choice: A pair of unimpressive pistols, A throwing axe, horse shoeing tools, and her wedding ring.

Horse: A palomino stallion she calls “Tom”.

Reputation: Once happily married to Dick Thomas, there was one hell of a “misunderstanding” when their hometown accused the pair of a series of thefts. Her husband was hanged and she got away. Now she’s thinking a little revenge sounds right justifiable! Since she was accused of being a thief, she thought she might as well BE one and took up a life of petty crimes to fund her long-term goal of revenge.

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