Boot Hill: Pima County

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Corbin grabs some coffee, the delicious looking biscuits with Texas butter and some of the stew before joining the others.

Since the others are talking to Lorne he turns to Bart extending his hand.

"Name's Corbin"
 
"Well thank you kindly for your insights Mister, especially about the sheriff situation that seems like something worth knowing for our small band". Tybalt turns back to his biscuit and makes a note to bring this info back up with MacRegan and the group if they haven't already overheard it that is.
 
Quinn takes a cup of coffee and moves near Lars. He is keeping an eye on Corbin and Bart. Something about Bart rubs him the wrong way.
 
Corbin grabs some coffee, the delicious looking biscuits with Texas butter and some of the stew before joining the others.

Since the others are talking to Lorne he turns to Bart extending his hand.

"Name's Corbin"
"Ain't you the sumbitch who brung that goddam Mormon gal out here?" Bart asks as he deliberately hooks his thumbs in his suspenders instead of taking the proferred hand. "We had to cart her back to her pa and don't think we didn't get our ears just 'bout shouted off. For a minute there I thought he was gonna shoot us. Got nothin' from that gal for our troubles neither." He winks and looks around to make sure everyone knows what he means.
 
Juan finishes his meal and goes to sleep, covering his eyes with the bandana. If he could put something in his ears, he might consider it, too.
 
"Ain't you the sumbitch who brung that goddam Mormon gal out here?" Bart asks as he deliberately hooks his thumbs in his suspenders instead of taking the proferred hand. "We had to cart her back to her pa and don't think we didn't get our ears just 'bout shouted off. For a minute there I thought he was gonna shoot us. Got nothin' from that gal for our troubles neither." He winks and looks around to make sure everyone knows what he means.
Corbin holds his hand out awkwardly for a moment before slowly withdrawing it and ignores the final remark.

"Yes I am that son of a bitch. Thought I was doing her a favour, but I don't think she was cut out for life on the trail. I'll have to ride into town to explain myself to her father at some point. I got to buy you a drink for your trouble at some point"
 
Corbin holds his hand out awkwardly for a moment before slowly withdrawing it and ignores the final remark.

"Yes I am that son of a bitch. Thought I was doing her a favour, but I don't think she was cut out for life on the trail. I'll have to ride into town to explain myself to her father at some point. I got to buy you a drink for your trouble at some point"
Juan lifts his bandana from his eyes.
"Give him a weak to cool down first. Or a decade."
And he puts the bandana back down and tries to finally go to sleep.
 
Juan finishes his meal and goes to sleep, covering his eyes with the bandana. If he could put something in his ears, he might consider it, too.
Corbin holds his hand out awkwardly for a moment before slowly withdrawing it and ignores the final remark.

"Yes I am that son of a bitch. Thought I was doing her a favour, but I don't think she was cut out for life on the trail. I'll have to ride into town to explain myself to her father at some point. I got to buy you a drink for your trouble at some point"
Juan lifts his bandana from his eyes.
"Give him a weak to cool down first. Or a decade."
And he puts the bandana back down and tries to finally go to sleep.
"You sumbitches makin' fun o' me? I ain't afeared o' you. C'mon, lazy, let's you an' me slap leather," says Bart to Juan, "an' then I'll deal with the ladies' man."
 
OOC: Assuming this happens before he goes to the barn, MacRegan looks over at Bart, gives him a withering stare, and in a low voice says:
"Boy, sit down and be quiet. All this ruckus is giving me indigestion."
He slowly sits back in his chair, his hand ready to draw at the slightest provocation, and hopefully revealing his badge in the process.
 
OOC: Assuming this happens before he goes to the barn, MacRegan looks over at Bart, gives him a withering stare, and in a low voice says:
"Boy, sit down and be quiet. All this ruckus is giving me indigestion."
He slowly sits back in his chair, his hand ready to draw at the slightest provocation, and hopefully revealing his badge in the process.
"Mister, you got to get in line for your chance at me," says Bart. "Don't worry none--handlin' them two'll be like lickin' butter off a knife."

Redford comments, "You all might want to settle down or take this outside. Word to the wise, though: Bart's fast and doesn't wear them life preservers for show."

You note that Bart is armed with a pair of seven-cylinder Smith & Wesson Model 1s, one tied down on each thigh for the fast draw, in reversed holsters, indicating his preference for drawing both pistols simultaneously with the opposite hand.
 
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"You sumbitches makin' fun o' me? I ain't afeared o' you. C'mon, lazy, let's you an' me slap leather," says Bart to Juan, "an' then I'll deal with the ladies' man."
When Redford finishes Corbin speaks in a serious tone to Bart.

"I'm not making fun of you Bart, the offer of a drink is genuine and I definitely don't want a fight I can't win"

He hopes the final part will appease Bart's ego.
 
"Mister, you got to get in line for your chance at me," says Bart. "Don't worry none--handlin' them two'll be like lickin' butter off a knife."

Redford comments, "You all might want to settle down or take this outside. Word to the wise, though: Bart's fast and doesn't wear them life preservers for show."

You note that Bart is armed with a pair of seven-cylinder Smith & Wesson Model 1s, one tied down on each thigh for the fast draw, in reversed holsters, indicating his preference for drawing both pistols simultaneously with the opposite hand.

MacRegan, not taking his eyes off of Bart calmly replies. "No trouble here. I don't like abusing hospitality by spilling blood, but I won't have any of my men gunned down either. So long as they're in my posse they're my responsibility.
Now if this fellow settles down we can go back to enjoying our meal all pleasant like. As soon as Big Jim comes back, and I have a chat with him, we'll be on our way. Once I discharge these men from their sworn duty they can have at it and do what they like. "
 
"You sumbitches makin' fun o' me? I ain't afeared o' you. C'mon, lazy, let's you an' me slap leather," says Bart to Juan, "an' then I'll deal with the ladies' man."
Juan raises on an elbow.
"You? Why would I make fun o'you? You didn't bring her here..."
He shrugs.
"If you just wanna fight me...bien, un hombre no sabria denegar! But I'd rather sleep. We're going to ride after some outlaws tomorrow".
 
When Redford finishes Corbin speaks in a serious tone to Bart.

"I'm not making fun of you Bart, the offer of a drink is genuine and I definitely don't want a fight I can't win"

He hopes the final part will appease Bart's ego.
Bart looks puzzled by your demurral.
MacRegan, not taking his eyes off of Bart calmly replies. "No trouble here. I don't like abusing hospitality by spilling blood, but I won't have any of my men gunned down either. So long as they're in my posse they're my responsibility.
Now if this fellow settles down we can go back to enjoying our meal all pleasant like. As soon as Big Jim comes back, and I have a chat with him, we'll be on our way. Once I discharge these men from their sworn duty they can have at it and do what they like. "
Bart looks annoyed by your intransigence.
Juan raises on an elbow.
"You? Why would I make fun o'you? You didn't bring her here..."
He shrugs.
"If you just wanna fight me...bien, un hombre no sabria denegar! But I'd rather sleep. We're going to ride after some outlaws tomorrow".
Bart looks peeved by your insouciance. But intrigued by your closing remark: "How do I get in on this? I want to go after them outlaws. I ain't killed nobody in weeks."
 
Bart looks peeved by your insouciance. But intrigued by your closing remark: "How do I get in on this? I want to go after them outlaws. I ain't killed nobody in weeks."
"See MacRegan over there? The one with the badge, who doesn't like ruckus? He's the one you should talk to."
 
MacRegan, not taking his eyes off of Bart calmly replies. "No trouble here. I don't like abusing hospitality by spilling blood, but I won't have any of my men gunned down either. So long as they're in my posse they're my responsibility.
Now if this fellow settles down we can go back to enjoying our meal all pleasant like. As soon as Big Jim comes back, and I have a chat with him, we'll be on our way. Once I discharge these men from their sworn duty they can have at it and do what they like. "
"See MacRegan over there? The one with the badge, who doesn't like ruckus? He's the one you should talk to."
Bart says to MacRegan, "Well, lawman, word is you need men to hunt down some rustlers an' thieves. I'm tired of punchin' cows anyway. If you sign me up, more 'n a few of the boys will ride with me. What do you say?"
 
Bart says to MacRegan, "Well, lawman, word is you need men to hunt down some rustlers an' thieves. I'm tired of punchin' cows anyway. If you sign me up, more 'n a few of the boys will ride with me. What do you say?"

MacRegan gets up from the table, grabs a loaf of bread and heads out to the barn to feed the prisoners. Looking back over his shoulder he replies. "I'll let you know after I have a talk with Wayne."
 
Cisco eats his meal and listens to Bart but watches the reaction of the J-Bar hands to the young man's bravado.

Finally, he turns to Redford, quietly asks, 'If Big Jim bought cattle or horses in Mexico, where would he cross the border to bring them back to the ranch? Where is the reliable water along the route?'
 
Sorry for the delay in updating. Monday and Tuesday were the final days of the school year and both my kids had field trips.

MacRegan gets up from the table, grabs a loaf of bread and heads out to the barn to feed the prisoners. Looking back over his shoulder he replies. "I'll let you know after I have a talk with Wayne."
"That's one unfriendly cuss, ain't he?" observes Bart when MacRegan walks off.
Cisco eats his meal and listens to Bart but watches the reaction of the J-Bar hands to the young man's bravado.

Finally, he turns to Redford, quietly asks, 'If Big Jim bought cattle or horses in Mexico, where would he cross the border to bring them back to the ranch? Where is the reliable water along the route?'
"That's easy. He'd slip through between the Patagonia and Tumacacori ranges where there's Sonoita Creek and plenty of grass and water and there's Dulce Maria's place right on the border. Her place is like halfway between a camp and a town, I guess you'd say. But you'd better bring an Apache or a half-breed like Rucker with you if you're figurin' on goin' into Mexico, 'cause you're gonna be hurtin' for agua something fierce in the Sonoran Desert and somebody with you better know where to find tinajas--unless you think it's fun to die sunburned and thirsty."
 
Juan tried his best not to snore. But when one sleeps, as he did, he can't be held guilty, can he?
 
Sorry for the delay in updating. Monday and Tuesday were the final days of the school year and both my kids had field trips.
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occ: Speaking of delays in updating, I'm going to be driving out west in July and will most likely have a hard time updating Quinn's actions. It might be best if he mosey alongs back to town for the time being (and catch up to the group when I return). On the plus side I am going to spend a night in Deadwood, SD. :thumbsup:
 
In the midst of your meal, Lucky Joe and a gangly young hand burst into the mess hall with an aura of excitement about them. The youth begins to speak but is shushed by Lucky Joe, who obviously wants to be the one to break the news. With an almost gleeful look in his eye, Lucky Joe announces, "The Saguaro Bank done been robbed by the Blue Bandana Gang! Abe Schein been robbed, too!" He then looks at a couple of hands at the tables and nods knowingly before adding, "Didn't I tell y'all never trust yo' money t' no bank?"
 
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OOC: Assuming MacRegan hasn't left the mess hall yet he takes in the information and purposefully marches towards the barn where the prisoners are being held, with fire in his eyes. When he reaches the barn he will look for a bull whip. Is there one around?
 
OOC: Assuming MacRegan hasn't left the mess hall yet he takes in the information and purposefully marches towards the barn where the prisoners are being held, with fire in his eyes. When he reaches the barn he will look for a bull whip. Is there one around?
Naturally there is a plaited leather bullwhip hung on a nail inside the barn.
 
"And that's why I put all my money into livestock" Tybalt says as he takes the last bite of his biscuit and downs it with his cuppa coffee. "Who is Abe Schein by the way?" Tybalt says as he notes MacRegan leave the mess tent.
 
MacRegan grabs it and walk towards the the outlaws. With a flick of his wrist he snaps it close to Chet's ear, making sure that it is a loud report!
" It seems that you boys have been having some fun with me. Well, now it's my turn. Why didn't you tell me your partners went to rob the bank in Saguaro? That wasn't right friendly of you sending me and my men on a wild goose chase. I'll tell you what. I'm a fair man, and I can that you two are about as sharp as an old stump. I'm gonna give you one chance to come clean on what you and the others are doing. I want you to tell me everything, or as sure I am standing here I'll horse whip you two, until there's not enough meat left on your bones to feed a fly." MacRegan lights his pipe and looks at the two men. "Well, start talking. You have as long as it takes me to burn through this bowl."
 
MacRegan grabs it and walk towards the the outlaws. With a flick of his wrist he snaps it close to Chet's ear, making sure that it is a loud report!
" It seems that you boys have been having some fun with me. Well, now it's my turn. Why didn't you tell me your partners went to rob the bank in Saguaro? That wasn't right friendly of you sending me and my men on a wild goose chase. I'll tell you what. I'm a fair man, and I can that you two are about as sharp as an old stump. I'm gonna give you one chance to come clean on what you and the others are doing. I want you to tell me everything, or as sure I am standing here I'll horse whip you two, until there's not enough meat left on your bones to feed a fly." MacRegan lights his pipe and looks at the two men. "Well, start talking. You have as long as it takes me to burn through this bowl."
"Mister, you's plumb crazy," protests Ollie Randazzo. "We don't know nothin' 'cept what we already told you. We don't know nothin' 'bout no bank robbery. If them others robbed a bank, they left us out of it and cheated us outta our share!"
 
"And that's why I put all my money into livestock" Tybalt says as he takes the last bite of his biscuit and downs it with his cuppa coffee. "Who is Abe Schein by the way?" Tybalt says as he notes MacRegan leave the mess tent.
"He's a dirty J--" starts one of the hands before he's silence by a nasty look from Lucky Joe, who states, "He's th' assayer over t' Saguaro. Prob'ly too gen'rous for his own good."
 
"Hmm, a bank and the assay office both knocked down by the same gang on the same day, eh?" Tybalt muses. "These Blue Bandana boys seem more organized then the average gang of drunken yahoos. Seems like a good way to make an impression as the law in these parts would be to teach them what fore". Tybalt eyes Juan (AsenRG's pc if still present) and excuses himself from the table. Tybalt begins to amble his way towards the barn to confer with MacRegan.
 
"Hmm, a bank and the assay office both knocked down by the same gang on the same day, eh?" Tybalt muses. "These Blue Bandana boys seem more organized then the average gang of drunken yahoos. Seems like a good way to make an impression as the law in these parts would be to teach them what fore". Tybalt eyes Juan (AsenRG's pc if still present) and excuses himself from the table. Tybalt begins to amble his way towards the barn to confer with MacRegan.
In the barn you find MacRegan brandishing a bullwhip and menacing his bound prisoners.
 
Tybalt leans against the doorframe taking in the scene. "Evening y'all, just thought I'd pop my head in and bend your ear about this here 'Blue Bandana Gang', they hit two places at the same time. Now I know, I'm just a cattleman but first an organized cattle thieving ring and now a armed gang capable of hitting two high priced locations, and were to assume both outfits are unrelated." Tybalt scratches his stubble. " I think something might be rotten in the state of Denmark or at least the local sherieff might be doing more than sleeping on the job if the outlaws have grown this brazen". "Figured your a straight shooter about justice MacRegan and this might prove a more productive avenue then interrogating Goon One and Goon two about their genius masterplan".
 
"I ain't finished wish you two yet. Think hard and what you're going to say when I get back. Oh, here's some bread," MacRegan tosses them the loaf, turns and gestures to Tybalt to step outside. "Maybe your brains will work better with something in your gut."

Once the two are outside and out of earshot MacRegan will start talking.

"Two robberies at the same time? I had a feeling that those two might be trying to lead us off the trail, but I am not sure now... I don't like where your heading. A law man gone bad is bad medicine, as the Sioux say. I hope that he's just lazy, and not in cahoots with them. Either way, your right. I am going to Saguaro. Let the others rest, I won't ride out until tomorrow regardless of what I find.
Care to ride with me? I could use the company, and I'd rather not ride into a trap alone. Besides, if something does kick off, I'll keep 'em busy and you can go back and get the others." MacRegan softly laughs. "Oh one thing. Go back in the barn, and make like you talked me out of whipping those two to death. Tell them I went to get some whiskey and won't be back. Get their trust. Give 'em a chaw of tobacco. Ask them where the gang will hole up, now that we found their hideout. That will give us somewhere to start the search. I'll go see if Wayne's back yet."
 
"I'm up for a ride to Saguaro sure and I'll have your back if things go hectic" Tybalt agrees to MacReagan's plan.

"Good idea with how to handle stupid and stupider but they genuinely might not know much more then the actual cattle" Tybalt shrugs. "I'll give it a shot, oh and MacRegan you get some shut eye tomorrow might be dangerous" Tybalt nods good night to MacRegan and heads to the barn door.

Tybalt silently counts to fifty and opens the barn door loudly, "Hoo whee! that man is pissed off something fierce like. Yous boys is lucky we have enough liquor at the ranch to get him keep from flaying your hides something wicked like" Tybalt says doing his best impression of a kindly uncle on Christmas day. Tybalt steps into the barn and offers the prisoners hospitality" You boys need anything for the night? some water, a couple of blankets? I'm afraid I can't let you boys go but I can at least make your accommodations a little more civilized"
 
"I'm up for a ride to Saguaro sure and I'll have your back if things go hectic" Tybalt agrees to MacReagan's plan.

"Good idea with how to handle stupid and stupider but they genuinely might not know much more then the actual cattle" Tybalt shrugs. "I'll give it a shot, oh and MacRegan you get some shut eye tomorrow might be dangerous" Tybalt nods good night to MacRegan and heads to the barn door.

Tybalt silently counts to fifty and opens the barn door loudly, "Hoo whee! that man is pissed off something fierce like. Yous boys is lucky we have enough liquor at the ranch to get him keep from flaying your hides something wicked like" Tybalt says doing his best impression of a kindly uncle on Christmas day. Tybalt steps into the barn and offers the prisoners hospitality" You boys need anything for the night? some water, a couple of blankets? I'm afraid I can't let you boys go but I can at least make your accommodations a little more civilized"
"Mister, you're crazier 'n your friend! What the hell'd we want with blankets on a hot summer day?" says Chet. "You want to make us comf'table, why'n't you untie us?"

"I think his whole crowd's been chewin' locoweed," replies Ollie, "'specially that creep who just walked outta here who gets his kicks shootin' off men's heads. It's just plain sick!"
 
"Oh boys, if'n it were up to me I'da let you boys all go back the wilderness with naught but a stern lecture but sadly it ain't. I'ma afraid youse boys got the right of it that old MacRegan got hisself a temper, thrice as big as Texas even, and it takes all I got to keep him even this civil" Tybalt says each word dripping with servility that it would make a puppy look like a hardened cynic in comparison. Tybalt thinks fast trying to work an angle on the kindly uncle ploy.

Shoes, Tybalt thinks did anyone in the posse remember to check these numbskulls shows for secret messages?

"If youse don't like having a nice soft blanket or a drink of water, can old Tyb here clean your shoes for you? I kin polish real good like and I kin even cobble good enough to mend any holes in the heels even" Tybalt says this with a broad grin plastered on his face.
 
"Oh boys, if'n it were up to me I'da let you boys all go back the wilderness with naught but a stern lecture but sadly it ain't. I'ma afraid youse boys got the right of it that old MacRegan got hisself a temper, thrice as big as Texas even, and it takes all I got to keep him even this civil" Tybalt says each word dripping with servility that it would make a puppy look like a hardened cynic in comparison. Tybalt thinks fast trying to work an angle on the kindly uncle ploy.

Shoes, Tybalt thinks did anyone in the posse remember to check these numbskulls shows for secret messages?

"If youse don't like having a nice soft blanket or a drink of water, can old Tyb here clean your shoes for you? I kin polish real good like and I kin even cobble good enough to mend any holes in the heels even" Tybalt says this with a broad grin plastered on his face.
"Feel free," replies Ollie.

"Yeah, you can lick 'em clean if you want," snickers Chet. "There's a mite o' cowflop on 'em."
 
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