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  created by social
• application

  Basics
  Full Name:
  Alias: Optional
  Nicknames: Optional
  Age: 20+
  Gender:
  Sexuality:
  Role: See tab 4 for available roles!
  
  Appearance
  Height:
  Hair:
  Eyes:
  Distinguishing Features:
  Scars:
  Modifications:
  Face Claim: If using one.
  Description: If you are not using a face claim, there is a two-paragraph requirement for a physical description of your character! Include whatever you'd like!
  
  Personal Items
  Weapon: Optional (if your character would use one. Feel free to list what they are, what they look like, how they got it, etc.)
  Horse: Optional (if your character has one. Feel free to write about their breed, personality, appearance, how they got it, etc.)
  Notable Items: Optional (if your character has any notable items on their person that set them apart [ie. special necklace, jacket, holster, etc])
  
  Personality
  Likes: 4+
  Dislikes: 4+
  Hobbies: 2+
  
  Vices/Virtues: 3+ each with one sentence explaining how it shows in your character's personality, or you can write out a personality in paragraph form!
  
  Background
  History: Give a brief overview of your character's history from childhood to the present!
  Family: Optional (you can list your character's family members and their connections to them/the gang if you'd like)
  Relationships: Any important relationships that are worth mentioning (not other player characters yet)
  
  Character Questions
  How old were they when they joined the Prewitt Gang?
  How do they feel about William Marrell's death?
  What do they think the group should do? Should they go good or stay outlaws?
  How do they feel about the move they just went on?
  
  Additional Information
  Feel free to add anything to the sheet that you feel is important for your character! If you have any questions feel free to PM me or tag me in the OOC! Happy character creating~
• lore

  The Prewitt Gang.
  Rasmus Prewitt wasn’t a saint and never had been. He was an orphan who lived a harsh life in the shadows, looked over by everyone who passed him. He scavenged, fought, and clawed his way to survive, practically baring teeth toward wolves in order to get a meal. He made a promise to himself and whatever God sat above him in the clouds that he would make it in life. He would go against the system that sought to suffocate him and make him into roadkill, he would be something bigger than all of that. One would think he was rather ambitious to make his own gang at 16 years old, but it was only logical to Rasmus. He had skills, but he needed more bodies to help him out. He couldn’t do it alone. This is when he met Julien Hibbert, Jeb Hendrix, and Beth Glass. The four of them became a force to be reckoned with, even at such young ages.
  
  They did their best with what they could afford and lived off the land. Sometimes they worked for ranchers for extra cash, but mostly they just hunted and stole when they could. Wagons and small businesses were the easiest for them, especially with the charming Beth being able to hypnotize anyone with her melodic voice. They lived life like there was only a tomorrow where they would succeed and make it far in life like they had everything figured out. Maybe it was just a game for a couple of kids, but they made it into their reality.
  
  They seemed to gather misfits like they did flies and it allowed them to score bigger and bigger. They robbed their first jewelry shop when Rasmus was 24 and got away with a lot of very expensive pieces. They were shot at, forced into hiding, and got their first bounties posted at every train station nearby. The thrill of robbery was addicting and so they continued this streak. The years dragged on and they brought in more people, forming more than just a gang, they were a family. There were losses, some natural and others at the expense of a heist. Each one seemed to harden those who lived within the Prewitt gang, they began to understand how cruel the world could be.
  
  Now in the 1880s, Rasmus is still kicking at age 45 with one too many bullet scars on his body, but pretty healthy. He has taken it upon himself to make enough money for the gang to purchase land wherever they want so that they can be set for the rest of their lives and the lives of their children. So the heists are bigger than before and that means they have to be careful or someone will get killed. Crow’s Alley was the most recent place that the Prewitt gang set up but after the death of young William Marrell, the group took off west and began to cross the United States in search of a fresh start so he could continue saving up.
  
  Rasmus has no intentions of stopping the robberies and making money, but some of the gang is a bit split, mostly due to the reality of their situation. The law was tracking them and it seemed like it was only a matter of time before Rasmus got them caught.
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  roles

  Available Roles
  Gunman: Unlimited — Important lines of defense for the camp, a few are often posted on the perimeter of the camp to keep them safe from those who would stumble upon them. The others are members of the robbery teams and will go off every so often to pull a robbery. They are all skilled with various guns and can be dangerous in a gunfight. That being said, many of the camp's gunmen can be reckless and wild, leading to frequent injuries.
  
  Gunwoman: Unlimited — The camp women decided some time ago that they couldn't rely on the men for the only lines of defense within the group so they decided to learn how to shoot guns as well. Now they are important members of the group and will help with robberies or simply guard the camp. They are a lot smarter and more responsible than many of the men, they tend to fill in for them when they are injured.
  
  Thief: 0/4 — Subtle and quick, they are pickpockets at the top of their games. They usually go into town and steal their property, or they go on robberies that require a more subtle way to get goods. Regardless, they are skilled and important members of the group when it comes to earning money.
  
  Camp Cook: 0/1 — Camp food never tasted any good until they showed up. They have been feeding everyone in the camp and keeping them as healthy as possible. They cook whatever they can with the limited ingredients provided. They work closely with the camp's hunters and administrators in order to get what they need for the food.
  
  Cook's Assistant: 0/1 — Training alongside the cook, they are learning the ins and outs of the kitchen and how to provide for the group. They don't usually make full meals alone but recently they've been allowed to make breakfast a couple of days out of the week.
  
  Hunter: 0/4 — They go out and hunt for the camp, but also will gather things they find such as herbs, fruit, vegetables, etc. They are excellent trackers and have a wide variety of knowledge on bows, traps, skinning, and different flora and fauna in the area. They are the main source of food for the group so they are very important for the survival of them all.
  
  Debt Collector: 0/2 — It's rare that the Prewitt gang lends out money, but sometimes they do when Rasmus runs into old friends or finds an investment he's interested in. When someone fails to pay them back, they are the ones to show up on their porch and figure out why that is. When Rasmus is not present, Mitch is in charge of them.
  
  Enforcer: 0/2 — Some of the more intimidating and stronger members of the group are often brought by Rasmus to meetings with other gangs or when the debt collectors go off to collect. They are the only ones that Rasmus will trust to rough someone up without killing them and getting whatever it is he's looking for. When Rasmus is not present, Mitch is in charge of them.
  
  Camp Doctor: 0/1 — Maybe not a doctor in a professional sense, but they certainly are qualified now. They have taken out bullets and arrows, pried off traps, set broken limbs, and eased the harsh coughing of the children throughout winter. Incredibly important to the group, they are their main source of health support, especially when on the run.
  
  Camp Veterinarian: 0/1 — Just like the doctor, the camp's vet is very important. They tend to the horses when they pull up lame, take care of the camp dog, and make sure any animals the camp owns are healthy and getting what they need. Generally saves them money as they have learned to shoe horses as well and do trimmings so the group doesn't have to go to farriers anymore.
  
  Camp Trader: 0/2 — Recently having started up a business while in Crow's Alley, these two make goods from pelts, bones, and other things from what animals the hunters bring in. When they have a large amount of them, they usually send them to town or some contacts that will buy them for a decent price. They have even been known to dabble in shipping booze for a decent price.
  
  Handmaiden: Unlimited — Usually the older members of the group or new mothers, tend to hang around camp and keep it clean while watching the kids. Quite important, they take care of the young, sick, injured, old, and animals, especially when most of the group is off committing a robbery. Most new members are in this role before they find their place in the group.
  
  Taken Roles
  The Leader: Rasmus Prewitt — He's been in charge of the gang since he was 16 years old. He has gone from a pretty laid-back leader to rather strict and harsh on those who break his rules. He doesn't go on robberies very often because he is getting older and he prefers to talk to the older members of the gang to come up with plans on how to keep them out of trouble.
  
  The Second-In-Command: Jeb Hendrix — He's been the right-hand man of Rasmus since he first joined the gang. They are close friends, but he has no problem voicing his concerns about what Rasmus may be doing. He usually is the first person people go to when they have a question and don't want to bother their leader. He is a lot easier on the members, especially the younger ones because he understands they have to learn and grow.
  
  The Accountant/Lawman: Otto Silver — Lawman turned gunman, he helped get the gang out of trouble back when they were first starting out. He handles things on the legal aspect and advises Rasmus and Jeb on what steps the group needs to take to stay out of trouble. He's also in charge of their money and is the only one (outside of Rasmus) who has any access to it. He takes his job seriously and doesn't like it when people try to mess with the group's money.
  
  Camp Butcher: Wilbur Fellows — A bit of an introvert, he tends to stick to himself and process the goods that the hunters bring back. He is pretty gruff with his words and can be cranky, especially if he hasn't had a drink or smoked recently.
  
  Lead Enforcer/Lead Debt Collector: Mitchell McFarling — He joined the gang shortly before the large jewelry robbery and has been a core member since. He started off as a simple gunman but as time went on and his experience grew, he took on more roles within the gang. He had no desire to really be a big shot but Rasmus wanted him to watch over some of the more explosive members if possible. So he currently is in charge of the enforcers and collectors while also going on robberies and heists. (played by social)(played by social)
  
  Camp Administrator: Iris Van Orman — She takes care of the camp inventory and keeps it running somewhat effectively. She likes to keep things organized and does the shopping for the group herself whenever she can as she doesn't trust the others to do it. (played by social)
  
  Thief/Gunman/Debt Collector: Dimitri Petrov — A conman from across the pond, he has the status that allows him to rub elbows with the elites of the Western world. He joined the gang a few years ago due to his fascination with their way of life and has been working on recording everything they do so it will be their legacy. (played by social)
  
  Gunwoman/Hunter: Sybil Augustine — A gunwoman and hunter, she is capable in both areas, having learned from experience and her parents what animals to hunt and where to find them. She is smart and resourceful, qualities that any young gunwoman should have. A single mother, her husband disappeared one night on a small hunting trip they went on and nobody has seen or heard from him in five years. (played by social)
  
  Gunwoman/Thief: Beatrice Kane — A core member of the gang, she was born and raised in this mess of outlaws. Her personality clearly reflects this. Quite rough around the edges, she will stab you in the heart and rob you blind if you aren't careful. She is extremely loyal to the gang and will protect it with her life, often looking at newcomers suspiciously as she worries about their true intentions. (played by junegloom)
  
  Blaster: Gabriel Vásquez — He has been part of the gang for a long time, one of the remaining members who actually knew of a time when Rasmus wasn't over his head or chasing a fantasy. A bit of a loose canon, he is the demolitions expert and is in charge of all things explosive and fiery. He often watches out for those who struggle as he doesn't want a weak link to ruin the gang. He is quite close with the older members of the gang and is often hanging around them. (played by junegloom)
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coded by social (inspo cred. mortemdocs)

Spoiler: Character Sheet

Basics
Full Name:
Alias: Optional
Nicknames: Optional
Age: 20+
Gender:
Sexuality:
Role: See tab 4 for available roles!

Appearance
Height:
Hair:
Eyes:
Distinguishing Features:
Scars:
Modifications:
Face Claim: If using one.
Description: If you are not using a face claim, there is a two-paragraph requirement for a physical description of your character! Include whatever you'd like!

Personal Items
Weapon: Optional (if your character would use one. Feel free to list what they are, what they look like, how they got it, etc.)
Horse: Optional (if your character has one. Feel free to write about their breed, personality, appearance, how they got it, etc.)
Notable Items: Optional (if your character has any notable items on their person that set them apart [ie. special necklace, jacket, holster, etc])

Personality
Likes: 4+
Dislikes: 4+
Hobbies: 2+

Vices/Virtues: 3+ each with one sentence explaining how it shows in your character's personality, or you can write out a personality in paragraph form!

Background
History: Give a brief overview of your character's history from childhood to the present!
Family: Optional (you can list your character's family members and their connections to them/the gang if you'd like)
Relationships: Any important relationships that are worth mentioning (not other player characters yet)

Character Questions
How old were they when they joined the Prewitt Gang?
How do they feel about William Marrell's death?
What do they think the group should do? Should they go good or stay outlaws?
How do they feel about the move they just went on?

Additional Information
Feel free to add anything to the sheet that you feel is important for your character! If you have any questions feel free to PM me or tag me in the OOC! Happy character creating~

Spoiler: roles

Available Roles
Gunman: Unlimited — Important lines of defense for the camp, a few are often posted on the perimeter of the camp to keep them safe from those who would stumble upon them. The others are members of the robbery teams and will go off every so often to pull a robbery. They are all skilled with various guns and can be dangerous in a gunfight. That being said, many of the camp's gunmen can be reckless and wild, leading to frequent injuries.

Gunwoman: Unlimited — The camp women decided some time ago that they couldn't rely on the men for the only lines of defense within the group so they decided to learn how to shoot guns as well. Now they are important members of the group and will help with robberies or simply guard the camp. They are a lot smarter and more responsible than many of the men, they tend to fill in for them when they are injured.

Thief: 0/4 — Subtle and quick, they are pickpockets at the top of their games. They usually go into town and steal their property, or they go on robberies that require a more subtle way to get goods. Regardless, they are skilled and important members of the group when it comes to earning money.

Camp Cook: 0/1 — Camp food never tasted any good until they showed up. They have been feeding everyone in the camp and keeping them as healthy as possible. They cook whatever they can with the limited ingredients provided. They work closely with the camp's hunters and administrators in order to get what they need for the food.

Cook's Assistant: 0/1 — Training alongside the cook, they are learning the ins and outs of the kitchen and how to provide for the group. They don't usually make full meals alone but recently they've been allowed to make breakfast a couple of days out of the week.

Hunter: 0/4 — They go out and hunt for the camp, but also will gather things they find such as herbs, fruit, vegetables, etc. They are excellent trackers and have a wide variety of knowledge on bows, traps, skinning, and different flora and fauna in the area. They are the main source of food for the group so they are very important for the survival of them all.

Debt Collector: 0/2 — It's rare that the Prewitt gang lends out money, but sometimes they do when Rasmus runs into old friends or finds an investment he's interested in. When someone fails to pay them back, they are the ones to show up on their porch and figure out why that is. When Rasmus is not present, Mitch is in charge of them.

Enforcer: 0/2 — Some of the more intimidating and stronger members of the group are often brought by Rasmus to meetings with other gangs or when the debt collectors go off to collect. They are the only ones that Rasmus will trust to rough someone up without killing them and getting whatever it is he's looking for. When Rasmus is not present, Mitch is in charge of them.

Camp Doctor: 0/1 — Maybe not a doctor in a professional sense, but they certainly are qualified now. They have taken out bullets and arrows, pried off traps, set broken limbs, and eased the harsh coughing of the children throughout winter. Incredibly important to the group, they are their main source of health support, especially when on the run.

Camp Veterinarian: 0/1 — Just like the doctor, the camp's vet is very important. They tend to the horses when they pull up lame, take care of the camp dog, and make sure any animals the camp owns are healthy and getting what they need. Generally saves them money as they have learned to shoe horses as well and do trimmings so the group doesn't have to go to farriers anymore.

Camp Trader: 0/2 — Recently having started up a business while in Crow's Alley, these two make goods from pelts, bones, and other things from what animals the hunters bring in. When they have a large amount of them, they usually send them to town or some contacts that will buy them for a decent price. They have even been known to dabble in shipping booze for a decent price.

Handmaiden: Unlimited — Usually the older members of the group or new mothers, tend to hang around camp and keep it clean while watching the kids. Quite important, they take care of the young, sick, injured, old, and animals, especially when most of the group is off committing a robbery. Most new members are in this role before they find their place in the group.

 

[social]

• Mitchell McFarling
• Iris Van Orman
• Sybil Augustine
• Dimitri Petrov
• Arthur Covington
• Mathilda Lovett

• MITCHELL MCFARLING ━━━━

  ━━━━ LEAD ENFORCER

  vengence is an idiot's game.

  Basics —
  full name. mitchell hiram mcfarling
  nicknames. mitch
  age. forty
  birthday. september 24th
  gender. cis. male
  sexuality. heterosexual
  relationship status. divorced (single)
  role. lead enforcer, lead debt collector, and gunman
  
  Appearance —
  height. 5'10"
  hair. light brown
  eyes. blue
  distinguishing features. scar under his eye, bright smile
  modifications. none
  scars. various scars all over from his lifestyle in the gang, but has one large one under his left eye from a knife fight.
  face claim. ian bohen
  
  Personal Items —
  weapons. colt single-action revolver | this was something that he got from rasmus as a birthday present.
  
  1873 winchester | reliable and one that he may or may not have won from an off-duty lawman at a saloon.
  
  sharps rifle | one he actually bought and used to teach leonora how to properly use one when she became interested. he enjoys the rifle and will use it when hunting large game sometimes.
  
  knife | custom to his liking, he uses this for pretty much anything. he likes it and makes sure to take good care of it.
  
  horses. rook | mustang | stallion | 7 years old | xo
  a lone mustang out in the colorado territory, mitch fell in love with his patterns and temperament. they were only there for a short time. Frankly, they needed money so mitch did end up catching whatever horses he could in order to sell to barns or auctions. Still, this one, he refused. he kept him, despite the kicks and bites he received in the process. their relationship took a long time to form and for trust to truly build, but now he is a solid horse for mitch and the group itself. he usually will alternate between his horses so when he is not in use, he is used for hunting trips or pulling some lighter wagons during moves.
  
  belladonna | arabian | mare | 14 years old | xo
  living up to her name, she is a horse who has taken the blood of many people in the past and has also taken some lives. used for racing and things of that nature, she was rather mistreated before ending up at auction due to her bad temperament. often having pinned ears and teeth ready to bite, she wasn't a kind horse and certainly not one that someone would want. well, unless it's mitch. he easily won her at the auction and with a lot of hard work, got her to an area where he could work with her. her personality was twisted from years of abuse and he took his time unwinding the years of pain and replacing them with a gentler touch. now quite a pair, she is a trusted horse and is used for teaching the kids to ride during her off time, and running alongside trains with gunfire when he takes her to work.
  
  notable items. silver pocket watch | a gift from his parents on his eighth birthday, he has kept it close to him for his entire life. it has beautiful patterns on the case of it and while the clock itself runs a bit slow, he uses it frequently and does his best to keep it running.
  
  hat | a very particular black hat that he swears is good luck. he always picks it up when it's knocked off and he will take it to a shop to fix it up if there's ever a hole or rip in it. the current band of his hat is leather braided with horse tail hair, having come from his horse that sadly passed away some years ago.
  
  Personality —
  likes. drinking, betting, new guns, hunting, horses, dogs, baths, women, star gazing, fishing, swimming, journaling, telling stories
  dislikes. collecting from families, snitches, law enforcement, losing people, injured animals, dumb mistakes, getting sick
  hobbies. fishing/hunting, working with horses, journaling, learning about plants
  
  vices. someone who indulges in the less than finer things in life, he has developed a taste for good whiskey and cigarettes. he uses it to help wash away the bad memories and the ghosts that seem to hang around him. he has a high tolerance for people, but when he does snap, he can do things he isn't proud of. he tends to speak out of line and often argues with people, which can result in some fights where he leaves for a bit. he has a hard time committing and staying around after conflicts, which can hurt those he cares about. in relationships, he struggles with the same thing as he feels he just isn't cut out for anything serious, not since he got divorced.
  
  virtues. dedicated to taking care of the group, he does what will benefit them the most, even at the expense of his own happiness. he likes to be useful and will do tasks that bother him, just so that they are done and people don't have to worry about them. he often checks in with people and does shopping trips to get them supplies or simply spend time with them. he is a lover and a fighter, resulting in him standing up for the gang members even if they've done stupid shit that's gotten them into trouble. he is protective of the group as it is the longest-lasting home he's ever had. surprisingly very respectful, he often uses last names instead of first and will do his best to make people feel at ease and comfortable around him.
  
  Background —
  history. his childhood was ordinary, especially when compared to others within the gang. his mother was a grade school teacher and his father was a ranch hand who bounced around whenever he was needed. they made enough money to own a house with some land, but it wasn’t much. micah, his father, eventually needed an extra pair of hands to help him on the ranches so mitchell was pulled out of school relatively young in order to work. he didn’t complain and his mother simply told him to behave and to listen to his father. the work was tiring and difficult, especially for a 12-year-old boy. but he kept his bottom lip stiff and he worked hard.
  
  when he would get to go home and see his mother and younger sister, he was over the moon. he loved the gentle hands of his mother, the soft scent of apples and cinnamon clinging to her as she welcomed him back. he was quite close to her, which was why when she got sick and lost her sight, it rocked his world. he didn’t know what to do as they had lost income from her teaching job. anna wasn’t old enough to work and his father was only able to be away from home for so long. so mitchell decided to work on other ranches and send his paychecks to his parents.
  
  he moved to a horse ranch when he was 14 years old and never came home. he worked and lived at the farm, staying in the barn with the animals. he learned a lot and had a special touch when it came to the animals, almost as if he could read their thoughts and feelings. when he was 15 years old, the ranch was a victim of a raid, their horses getting stolen and men getting killed. the prewitt gang were the perpetrators but mitchell didn’t care. he chased after them for days which turned into a couple of weeks before he managed to sneak into their camp with a knife in hand, prepared to steal back the horses.
  
  rasmus didn’t let that happen. both were young at the time, the gang quite small and not overly well-known in the south. but he saw a spark in mitch that few did. he could do well in the gang. he could make money, he could give his parents plenty of support so they could live out their lives in peace. it was either that or death. he chose to work for the gang. when he first joined, his role was simply to care for their horses, train them, and be a gunman if he needed to watch camp. he had little desire to do much more, he only wanted to make money to send home. but as the years passed and his skills grew alongside his taste for smoke and whiskey, he found himself in a rather powerful position within the gang.
  
  it was still tough, not seeing his family, but he made do with the money he sent them and the whirlwind marriage he was involved in. he was married to an honest woman named delilah for around three years and he adored every moment of it. she wasn’t cut from the same cloth as him, but foolishly, they both thought they were meant to be. it wasn’t until the gang was raided by the hensley gang. supplies were taken, men were killed, and delilah was almost assaulted. she asked him for a divorce shortly after this and she went home. he later learned she married a rich businessman the following year.
  
  since the divorce, mitch found himself retreating within himself, relying on drink to put him to sleep at night and ease the pain in his heart. but the pain never stopped, it just grew. his mother passed away, peacefully, but that letter was painful to receive. the gang suffered losses and great arguments as they moved around, trying to find a home they could stay at. but it never seemed to settle for them. with the most recent death, mitch has become rather upset and frustrated by the secrets he harbors for those within the gang and the stress he carries on his shoulders. he doesn’t want to go against rasmus, but he truly fears for everyone’s safety if they continue on this quest for self-destruction.
  
  family. claire mcfarling | mother | deceased
  his mother was always a kind and caring soul. she often put people's needs above her own and would do whatever she could to bring a smile out. she always liked children and animals, being a teacher for a period of time. as mitch grew older, he truly appreciated the gentle hand that she had with them as it was a big contrast to the outside world. she did get sick and lost her eyesight when he was in his teens, greatly impacting the family. still, she lived a full life until she passed away a few years ago in her sleep.
  
  micah mcfarling | father | alive
  a bit rough around the edges, he was a man of the wilderness and seemed to always have that unsettled look in his eyes. he didn't have much to say to his children as they aged, but he didn't need to unless he was teaching them something. he would often take the kids hunting or to ranches he was working on to give them experience in various fields. he was gruff but he had a sweet spot for his family, especially for his wife. when she lost her eyesight, he made her life as easy as possible and stayed by her side until her passing. he currently is living in the family home with anna and her family.
  
  anna mcfarling | younger sister | alive
  a bit of a spitfire, she always had a crazy idea or story bouncing around in her head. a mess of dark curls, she would chase after mitch and their father whenever she could. she didn't like boring 'lady things' and preferred to be more like the boys and run about in the woods. after mitch left the family to join up with the gang, she stayed back and did her best to help their parents with their own business. she got married when she was older and currently has four children that she loves dearly. she stays in touch with mitch pretty regularly.
  
  relationships. rasmus prewitt | a horse wrestler that mitch encountered back when he was only seventeen years old, the two have maintained a friendship over these 20+ years. they don't always see eye-to-eye on things, but generally, they don't have any major issues. mitch tends to be rasmus' eyes on the ground when he nor jeb can pay attention to what's going on with the gang or around camp. more recently they have been butting heads over the future of the gang as they are bother trying to figure out the best way to keep everyone safe.
  
  jeb hendrix | the more level-headed of the three, mitch tends to vent to jeb and sort of lets himself rely on him more than others. he is a safe person to talk to and it makes things easier to have someone to talk to that doesn't piss him off beyond reason. he usually goes on fishing or hunting trips with jeb to catch up or to talk about the gang without rasmus trying to butt in on the conversation.
  
  delilah campbell | his ex-wife and at the moment, the only woman he's ever loved. they were together in their late twenties and stayed married for about three years before the divorce. she had initially said she was okay with the life of the gang, but after living in it for some rough periods of time, she couldn't handle it anymore. she asked mitch for a divorce after their camp had been attacked by another gang and there were some rather awful injuries and camp supplies were lost. they occasionally keep in touch but he finds it difficult to see her, knowing that she's happily married to a rich man and they have a couple of children while his life hasn't changed at all.
  
  Character Questions —
  how old was he when he joined the prewitt gang? | he was fifteen when he got ensnared by the prewitt gang. a rather talented horse wrangler, he worked on various farms breaking horses, training them, catching them, and helping sell them for the farms. he met rasmus when they were stealing a horse from the farm he worked at. he spent a couple days tracking them down and when he finally caught up to them, rasmus was so entertained by his dedication to the horses, he asked him if he wanted a job within their group. for some reason, mitch agreed. he's been part of the gang for 25 years.
  
  how does he feel about william marrell's death? | this death hit a bit too close to home for mitch. he wasn't really thrilled about having such an inexperienced member of the gang on a train robbery, but he didn't think it was going to result in his death. there was nothing that could be done from him to have prevented it as he was on the opposite side of the train, but he still has a lot of emotions about it. he was one of the ones to inform mrs. marrell and it was hard to see her so upset.
  
  what does he think the group should do? | honestly, he doesn't know. he has been an outlaw longer than he hasn't, but he knows that their time is running out. there are only so many places within the country that don't have their faces on a bounty board and he is starting to get a bit tired of running. but his loyalty to the gang is unmatched, which has caused inner turmoil within his heart.
  
  how does he feel about the move they just went on? | it was pretty rough, especially due to the crying of william's wife and the fact that everyone was incredibly somber. serenity gulch is a nice place though, the mountains and rivers are comforting to him and he feels almost like he could make a home somewhere close by. he would never say that out loud though.
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• IRIS VAN ORMAN ━━━━

  ━━━━ CAMP ADMINISTRATOR

  count up the places we've left behind.

  Basics —
  full name. iris marjorie van orman
  nicknames. none
  age. thirty-seven
  birthday. march 24th
  gender. cis. female
  sexuality. heterosexual
  relationship status. widowed (single)
  role. the camp administrator
  
  Appearance —
  height. 5'4"
  hair. red
  eyes. bright blue
  distinguishing features. bright eyes, fiery hair, dimpled chin, freckles everywhere
  modifications. ear piercings
  scars. some small scars can be found on her face, but much larger ones are hidden beneath her clothes
  face claim. jessica chastain
  
  Personal Items —
  weapon. two lemat revolvers | she wields these on the rare occasion she draws them. she doesn't like using guns but she's more comfortable using these smaller ones than a large rifle or shotgun. she took them from her late husband before she left to join the gang. there were a total of four but she gave one to leonora and the other to rasmus as a present.
  
  bowie knife | she's had this knife since she first joined the gang. she always keeps it near in case she's unable to use her guns for whatever reason.
  
  horse. adora | lusitano | mare | 14 years old | 15.3hh | 01
  a foal from her original engagement horse from her late husband. a bit of a handful as she has many buttons, she still has a very willing personality and seems to put her best foot forward whenever she can. a bright-minded animal, she reflects much of iris' own personality, causing them to get along quite well. while she doesn't particularly enjoy things such as gunfights, she will steel herself for a while before she decides to head for the hills, usually with a cart or person on her back. highly prized due to her own rarity, iris keeps a close eye on her.
  
  notable items. sketchbooks | various sketchbooks can be found among her things, filled with detailed drawings, sketches, and paintings of places they've lived and members of the gang. she likes to paint in order to unwind and calm down, but sometimes she does it for a gift, especially for families who have lost loved ones in the gang. she makes some money selling them in towns as they move about and she puts that into personal savings whenever she can.
  
  Personality —
  likes. painting, sketching, photographs of animals, nature watching, going for walks, organization, waterfalls, swimming, braiding hair
  
  dislikes. being dirty, using large guns, fighting in the group, robberies going wrong, death, funerals, crying in front of people, her husband
  
  hobbies. painting/drawing, figuring out hairstyles, making maps
  
  vices. a bit difficult to get along with, she has a cold exterior, and keeps people a mile away from her, even if they mean no harm. she doesn't like people getting involved in her personal affairs and will do whatever it takes to keep things private and secret as she feels vulnerable when people know things about her. she gets frustrated with people easily and can have a sharp tongue, despite meaning well. a little too blunt at times, she does her best to lighten blows but sometimes she doesn't hold back.
  
  virtues. despite her icy shield, iris is someone who has very deep and sensitive feelings, which often get hurt. still, she is a very kind-hearted woman who takes care of others and protects them fiercely, physically and emotionally. she does her best to help those in need and is always thinking about how to help those within in the group. organized and strategic, she is incredibly smart and holds the gang together like glue, keeping the camp from falling apart and the members from getting sick or going hungry by keeping everything stocked.
  
  Background — TW: pregnancy loss, DV
  history. there’s a lot to learn as a child who is given up willingly by their parents. for iris, it taught her how to rely on herself and follow the rules. growing up without the influence of her mother or father but knowing they were still alive, well, it was a rather troubling emotion for her. despite quite literally growing up in an orphanage, she didn’t quite understand the meaning of being thrown away. for a while, her innocent mind kept her in the dark and gave her daydreams of her parents realizing their mistakes and taking her back into their arms. it seemed like this was the case when she had just turned 10 years old and was told to put on her best clothes and back her small suitcase.
  
  being brought down the creaking and rotting stairs, she saw a somewhat nervous red-haired man in the lobby area, his fingers twisting and pulling on the worn cap he held. she had never seen him in her life, and nor had he ever seen her, but he could recognize her as soon as she saw him. “now, there’s a cormack if i’ve ever seen one!”. his voice wasn’t fatherly at all, it was light and shifty, almost as if he were playing a part. iris had been uncomfortable but somewhat relieved at the idea she would at least be living with a family member who wanted her. maybe he didn’t know where she was until now and had been searching desperately for years.
  
  her romantic ideas as to why lester had collected her were quickly shattered when he placed her on the back of the dusty old horse and brought them both to a dingy home. it was thick with smoke, liquor, and something rather metallic. (as she grew older she later learned it was the smell of blood.) he pulled his bright-eyed daughter to his chest and hugged her, promising a life of love and happiness, right after he paid a debt. the girl was none the wiser and certainly hadn’t noticed the expert hand that had slipped into her pocket and taken out the money she had saved for her entire life at the orphanage.
  
  the door closed behind him, and she never saw him again. for hours she sat on her small case and waited, stomach growling in contempt, her throat rather scratchy from the lack of water and the polluted air. she felt rather hopeless and confused until a pair of scuffed boots fell into her line of sight and as she dragged her gaze up, she met the eyes of a young rasmus prewitt. his dark curls clung to his face, due to alcohol or sweat, she couldn’t tell, but she knew his eyes held the same abandonment and confusion that hers did. she was a reflection of him and without so much as an argument, he gathered her things and invited her to meet his friends. the rest simply fell into place like dominos.
  
  life within the prewitt gang was exhilarating and irritating at the same time. iris often mothered and took care of people twice her age or half her age. there was little in between. she grew up in dirt and grime but still managed to keep herself clean and presentable, like a lady who wasn’t running with outlaws. her looks and natural smarts became an advantage as she helped distract folks while the others stole goods, or she learned about rich people and their houses. it was easy, albeit stressful. she rarely stole, but when she did it was books. iris was fascinated by literature and knowledge, often sneaking into libraries or people’s homes to take books. sometimes she even posed as a student in school in order to grab school books.
  
  by the age of 20, iris had accomplished a lot within the gang and while she was happy with them, she was missing something. cue phineas van orman. a horse breeder from europe who had many expensive and rare horses on his property often fancied hiring the prewitt gang to encourage competition to seek jobs elsewhere. because of this, he often met with iris and seemingly fell head over heels for her. he was on his hands and knees with words of love on his lips, diamond rings in his hands, and beautiful horses behind him, just begging for her to marry him. he promised security, education, wealth, safety, and a home that didn’t have to travel around. so she accepted. rasmus was not pleased by this and they fought quite a lot over her decision to leave the gang. nobody could stop iris, so she left. she married phineas and settled down, merely content with this new life.
  
  her romantic dreams of a life with phineas faded after the first year of marriage. his kindness and sweetness soon turned bitter and harsh, almost as if prompted by the prewitt gang having moved away from the surrounding areas. insults were often hurled at iris but she didn’t let them sink into the iron armor she had built up over the years. there was no place for sensitivity as an outlaw so he couldn’t hurt her that way. her lack of response or distress seemed to trigger him and phineas began to lay hands on her. it was always random, sending iris into a dazed state, unsure of what caused the outburst.
  
  she had little ability to prepare before he struck, often not doing anything and still getting hit. she bit her tongue and held her head high, despite the bruises that decorated her freckled flesh. iris refused to back down or break, knowing that the wealth and status she had acquired as his wife was the only thing saving her from destitution or jail. but he never seemed to stop, even when she was pregnant. there had been a slight lull in the abuse after she told him, but due to the fact she had gotten sick when making him dinner, he couldn’t hold back.
  
  that night is a blur of blood and darkness for iris. when she came to, she had no idea what day it was and barely could see due to the swelling of her face. she lost the pregnancy a few days later and something inside of her snapped. bloodied hands left streaks around the bathroom as she wailed and screamed, ripping down everything she could and throwing what was breakable. whatever patience she had snapped in her that day and she couldn’t take it anymore. so while her husband was off delivering a couple of horses, she prepared herself for a life-changing event. she wrote letters, packed bags, and did her best to figure out what to do in case the plan backfired.
  
  with a gun in hand and a chair in front of the bedroom door, she waited for him. heavy footsteps and a cheerful voice echoed within the house as her husband climbed the stairs, happily talking about how much money he made off the horses and how he was excited about the well-deserved dinner she was going to make him. it nagged on her throbbing brain more than she would even admit but frankly, she didn’t have to say a word to him. time seemed to slow as she held up the shotgun, reddened eyes trained on the chest of phineas as it was revealed. a blood-soaked finger pulled the trigger twice. one after the other, two bullets practically exploded in his chest. his body was in the hallway and didn’t even twitch. she left him there for a while, not even bothering to clean up the large pool of blood that formed around him.
  
  the next morning she took care of it the best she could, hiding his body in a casket that had come in a wagon that he bought (stolen of course) and kept it in the basement. she locked the door and never said a word to anyone. she took care of everything, the business, the finances, and everything transferred to her name, thanks to a letter written and signed by phineas. it all was going according to plan until lester cormack showed up unannounced with a ten-year-old girl in hand. “what’s with you and taking your kids somewhere strange at ten?” iris had been gifted her half-sister due to lester not being able to raise her himself. so she took leonora in and raised her within the van orman house, her husband still hidden in that basement.
  
  after two years of living there with leonora, people began to whisper about iris having killed her husband as nobody had heard from him, not even his connections in europe. so she did what she had to do in order to survive. she contacted rasmus prewitt. it didn’t take very long before that familiar face was on her doorstep, eyes hardened from life on the road, but a charming smile nonetheless. they talked for hours in iris’ study as she explained the situation, determined to keep the land and business but simply allow her workers to run it as she was worried about giving it up. it took a lot of planning but they managed to get phineas’ coffin to a graveyard, the owner having owed the gang a favor, and he was buried without hassle. the horse farm arrangements were set up quite tightly so that iris would get her money and it would continue to be in her name until she passed, and then it went to leonora.
  
  the girls left their home and moved back into the prewitt gang, which wasn’t that difficult to adjust to. iris quickly took charge of the camp and how it ran, making sure that everyone was fed, clothed, medicated, and had arms to defend themselves. now in her mid-thirties, she is determined to have a successful career out west as she plans to move the farm there and live out the rest of her days without worry.
  
  family. katherine fairbanks | mother | unknown
  katherine wasn't happy when she discovered she was pregnant with iris. unwanted since her conception, the woman made little plans for her child and simply left her on the doorsteps of an orphanage in a small crate and nothing else. no clothes, no blankets, not even a name of her own. katherine never met iris and she only knows who her mother is thanks to her father's sharp memory.
  
  lester cormack | father | unknown
  lester wasn't a father to iris, but he did push her in the direction of the prewitt gang when he stumbled upon her. the trademark cormack hair had passed to the girl and so he knew that she was his, especially when he could see her mother's stubbornness in her. so he encouraged her to leave the orphanage, insinuating that he would take her in as he was her only blood relative. but all he wanted was the money the orphanage gave her as pocket change and he left her in the company of undesirables. the last they saw each other was when he gave her leonora.
  
  leonora cormack | half-sister | alive
  iris didn't know leonora existed until the ten-year-old showed up on her doorstep with their shared father behind her. she wasn't excited to take care of a child, let alone one that lester gave her, but having experienced the pain of growing up without parents, she couldn't abandon her. while sisters, iris became somewhat of a mother to leonora and guided her as she grew up.
  
  phineas van orman | husband | deceased
  a man who possessed a silver tongue and a pocket full of gold, he came from europe with many rare horses in tow. he had hired the prewitt gang frequently and that's where he met iris. he fell for the fiery woman and pursued her as often as he could. he was a kind man for a while but his true colors showed throughout their marriage. let's just say, he deserved the end he got.
  
  Character Questions —
  how old was she when she joined the prewitt gang? | iris was around 10 years old when she was dropped into the lap of the prewitt gang for the first time. she was 25 when she rejoined the group with leonora in tow.
  
  how does she feel about william marrell's death? | unnecessary. she was more angry than upset when the group came back and told them about his passing. she got into a heated argument with rasmus that night about how he was reckless with the young members of the gang and they couldn't keep pretending like it was okay for a twenty-year-old to die on a robbery.
  
  what does she think the group should do? | she definitely thinks it would be wise for them to curb their outlaw ways and simply settle down on some land, but she's not dumb and knows that it's going to be tough for them to do that with the bounties on their heads. she still is trying to talk rasmus into retiring the gang so everyone can focus on raising money for property.
  
  how does she feel about the move? | she's never been to serenity gulch, but it is a small breath of fresh air and for that she's grateful. part of her is worried that it won't last long so she's trying to not get attached.
  
  Relationships —
  rasmus prewitt | he was 21 years old when they met for the first time and from that moment, he decided to take her under his wing. he did his best to raise her in the gang and taught her everything she needed to know for survival. as she got older she became an important part of their cons and got them some pretty high profile cases. though everyone was family in the gang, they had a complicated relationship when she was in her twenties and began to explore leaving the gang for a 'normal' life. anything between them since that point in time has been fleeting and behind closed doors. she has no feelings towards rasmus other than gratitude for him allowing her back into the gang.
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• SYBIL AUGUSTINE ━━━━

  ━━━━ GUNWOMAN

  be loyal to what matters.

  Basics —
  full name. sybil mei augustine
  alias. emma zimmer
  age. twenty-six
  birthday. september 9th
  gender. cis. female
  sexuality. unlabeled
  relationship status. married (single as her husband has been missing for five years)
  role. gunwoman and hunter
  
  Appearance —
  height. 5'7"
  hair. black
  eyes. dark brown
  distinguishing features. moles, full lips, laugh lines
  modifications. ear piercings
  scars. a couple of scars on her forehead, various ones on her arms, bullet scar on her left shoulder (front and back)
  face claim. kelsey asbille
  
  Personal Items —
  weapon. rolling block rifle | it was a gun her father had in his gun locker, and she took it the day she ran after the hensley gang.
  
  1873 winchester rifle | after an off-duty man of the law decided to try and take advantage of her, she ended up with his weapons and ammunition.
  
  1873 colt single action | she got this at the same time as her winchester from the same guy.
  
  bow | she was taken to a shop by someone in the gang to purchase her own. she's quite steady-handed when it comes to using it and will use this for hunting, even large game (ie. bears, moose, elk, etc)
  
  horse. dutchman | gelding | american paint | 17 years old | 15.3hh | xo
  a strong and brave horse that has many battle scars from his lifetime. he was duncan's horse and took care of him until he got his second horse, causing dutchman to be gifted to sybil. named after the ghost ship, he is known for his speed and for his ability to be lost among the world around him, keeping both himself and sybil safe. he has a very calm and collected personality, is rather quiet and friendly, and prefers gentle hands and treats. he is almost a leader of horses, despite his lack of aggression, he has a presence, especially when compared to the younger, less established horses. both sybil and felix spend a lot of time with him and she trusts only him to safely carry her son around on trips.
  
  notable items. journals | they are precious journals that her parents kept. they are completely different but she loves them both. they have small sketches scattered throughout, maps, thoughts, and lots of knowledge that you can't find in any ordinary book. her mother's journals contain a lot of native american history, specifically about the cherokee nation.
  
  violin | a present from her parents that she managed to keep. she sometimes will play it at camp or even in towns in order to pick up some extra cash.
  
  personal journal | mostly filled with information about plants, animals, skinning, butchering, etc. it has a lot of important information that anyone in the camp could understand. she also includes pictures so that people who cannot read can understand them.
  
  family pictures | she has a picture of her parents from their wedding day and when she was born, along with a picture of her, her husband, and son. she keeps these in her wagon in frames.
  
  gold wedding band | a small gold band that duncan gifted her. he could only afford one for her, but that was more than enough. she wears the ring mostly on her right hand as she has a hard time explaining her situation.
  
  braided horse bracelet | made out of a cut mane and tail, braided together and worn as a bracelet. this was something her mother wore constantly, as it was a gift from sybil's grandmother. now sybil wears it.
  
  Personality —
  likes. early mornings, camping outside of camp, the woods, animal calls, writing in her journals, reading her parent's journals, telling stories, learning new things, helping around camp, interesting people
  
  dislikes. talking about her husband, nosy people, fakes, executions, when the gang loans out money, rivers in winter, jobs going wrong, her child getting sick, child loss, the gang fighting
  
  hobbies. hunting/gathering, sketching, playing violin, sewing/embroidery, learning trades
  
  vices. like many within the gang, her walls are up and she is protective of herself and her son. she doesn't like to talk much about her past and tries her best to focus on the now. she doesn't do well with those who pester her and will sometimes snap at them so that they will leave her alone. she doesn't take kindly to those who try and discipline her son, which can lead to her getting into disagreements, especially when she is busy on jobs or on hunting trips. somewhat impulsive, she is the type to follow her heart, which means she can and will go against others if she feels like she has to. she has a difficult time trusting newcomers to the group but does her best to not ice them out, after all, she was new once herself.
  
  virtues. one who wears her heart on her sleeve, she feels emotions very deeply, even though she only expresses them to a select few. she is a sensitive person, even though years on the run have hardened her considerably. she finds joy in the little things and often likes to do things to make others feel happy or a little less suffocated by the sadness of their current lives. she works hard and pulls her weight, as well as the weight of her husband due to him leaving. she is strong and keeps on a brave face, especially for her son as she wants him to grow up without having to worry about taking care of her. she stands up to those who hurt people she cares about and doesn't tolerate any insults or poor opinions people have towards her or her son.
  
  Background —
  history. sybil’s life has always been on the road. she spent most of her time on railways or in wagons, traveling across parts of the united states due to both of her parents’ passions. her father loved history and her mother wanted to write down the stories of the indigenous people of america and canada, who were all displaced due to events such as the trail of tears, and everyone who was affected by the white settlers in the countries. so she was never in one place for longer than necessary. she grew accustomed to moving, the stars shining above her as she listened to their grand stories by either the campfire or candlelight. she found joy in the little things and knew little about the difficulties her parents faced, financially speaking at least. their money had dried up due to several reasons, the main one being a conflict they ran into when some important men thought they could take advantage of her mother.
  
  but her parents never gave up, certainly not her father. he was a dreamer and a big one at that. he told her that she could reach up and pluck a star out of the sky if she got high enough. so he borrowed money. the bank couldn’t give him a loan, so he listened to whispers in a bar one night that told him who he should see. it ended up being the hensley gang and they were more than generous with what they gave the augustine family. it seemed like things were starting to look up for the three of them, but when that money ran out and they had no money to pay back, it went very, very poorly.
  
  sybil knows very little about what went on due to the fact she was hidden in a trunk within their small wagon, but she heard her parents cry, she heard their screams, and she heard the gunshots. it sent her into a state of shock. she couldn’t move or even make a sound. she stayed in the trunk for hours before she managed to climb out, the sun had begun to fall in the sky and painted their campsite in shades of orange and red. she threw up for a while before she began to cry, trembling hands as she did her best to cover her parents and pack what little belongings she could. thirteen years old and an orphan, she had little at stake, so she set out, her father’s rifle in her far too delicate hands.
  
  she followed the tracks up the mountain, the snow clinging to her legs and numbing them. her dedication and aching heart overwhelmed her and she continued on. there was nothing quite like it, a mere child with a rolling block perched on a log as she loaded the weapon and shot. her aim wasn’t the best, but she still hit things and people. her camouflage within the trees was quickly discovered due to the bright light when her gun fired. she fled the scene, gun in hand, hoping to get far enough away to get the high ground on them. she just wanted to exact her revenge and then maybe, dying wouldn’t be that bad. but, something in those woods almost seemed to look out for her.
  
  she took a bullet to the shoulder which caused her to stumble and fall, ultimately taking her down a hidden slope (one that animals used) and she fell into the chilled river below. the shock of the bullet and the river were enough to knock her unconscious. when she awoke, she was getting furiously rubbed down by harsh blankets, a rather waterlogged mitch kneeling over her. her body was far too cold and her mind seemed to slip in and out of sleep as he managed to get her gathered up and onto his horse before they went to his camp. within the safety of the gang, she was tended to by a young beatrice, leonora, and iris as the older woman did her best to warm the child and get her awake.
  
  sybil was deeply confused and upset when she woke up at the camp, but between her scared sobs, she was able to explain what had happened. she never asked what happened, but somewhere in her heart, she knew that some of the camp’s men set out to finish what she had started. she was later returned to her campsite where she was able to gather her things and properly bury her parents. with nowhere to go, she was basically adopted by the group and raised alongside the other young group members. her time with them was bittersweet but she grew close to them and became attached as the years passed.
  
  she got better with a gun, far better at tracking, and once she was old enough, she started to do jobs. when she reached the age of 18, she began to start going on jobs with duncan zimmer, a slightly older and more stoic gunman within the group. their romance wasn’t meant for books but it was important to her. they got married, but she kept her last name, not wanting to lose her only connection to the family that she had left. she got pregnant not too long after, which meant she had to stay in the camp more than she would’ve liked. felix was a perfectly healthy baby and she was happy to be with duncan and the gang. nothing was ever wrong, there were never any warnings.
  
  so naturally she was confused when she woke up on a camping trip with duncan, only to find that he had left. she had hoped he saw some animals and went after them so she tried looking back at camp, but no luck. she tried to track him but there were no tracks to follow. he disappeared and nobody knew what happened. she was distraught, angry, and confused, but she couldn’t do anything about it. sybil didn’t want to think he was dead, so she didn’t call herself a widow or divorced. days turned to weeks which turned to five years, not a word from him. in her head, she knows he is most likely dead, but her heart she hopes he ran off to marry another woman, so she refuses to consider herself anything but married. but she herself knows that the love she once felt for him has long since faded and moved on.
  
  family. robert augustine | father | deceased
  a historian and a good one at that, he loved exploring the world and learning the histories of every new place he arrived in. originally from england, he traveled as much as he could in order to write papers and books, create maps, and simply live his life as an explorer. when his daughter was born, he was determined to raise her to form a curious mind. he often told sybil fantastical stories and would act them out, whether it was sword-fighting pirates, or princesses needing to be saved from dragons, he did his best to light up her world with wonder and joy.
  
  hsiu-ying augustine | mother | deceased
  more realistic and down-to-earth than her husband, she was an anthropologist and determined to write the stories of those who were uprooted and displaced by white settlers. growing up at the mercy of her parents' employers and the power they held and abused, she was able to relate to those she encountered and she wrote down their stories, their histories, preserving them in weather-worn pages. she didn't make as much money as robert, but she was happy to spread the word of those in need if she could. her relationship with sybil was close as well, but she did her best to teach her daughter how to have compassion for others and to help be part of the solution rather than a problem.
  
  felix augustine | son | alive
  a six-year-old boy with thick dark hair and bright eyes, he is playful and enjoys the fun stories that everyone in the gang tells. he usually stays in camp for safety but occasionally can convince people to take him fishing or on a horse ride. he usually asks questions about his dad, but many people can't tell him anything that he doesn't already know. he is very close with sybil and often clings to her side when she's at camp. if she's ever away hunting or helping with robberies/jobs, he will be found sleeping in her bed. he has a slightly explosive personality, inherited from his father, he will get upset if he hears people talking poorly about his mother.
  
  duncan zimmer | husband | unknown
  they met when she was 18 and very quickly seemed to fall in love. they got married when she was 19 and by the time she turned 20, they had their baby boy. he was a pretty stoic person and had a hard time loosening up and having fun. but she balanced him out and they managed to make it work. their relationship wasn't bad and he genuinely seemed in love, which was why it was surprising to hear that he disappeared one night after he took sybil out on a small trip outside of camp. she woke up alone, with all his things packed and his horse gone. nobody has heard from him since.
  
  Character Questions —
  how old was she when she joined the prewitt gang? | she was around 13 years old when she was brought to the gang by mitch. she had nowhere to go so she stayed with them. she has been with the gang for 13 years and is protective of the older members as she's grown up with them.
  
  how does she feel about william marrell's death? | she was rather upset when she heard the news, having stepped back from this particular robbery. she didn't know what to do when rasmus told them to pack up and ship out without even a second to catch their breath. the trip was difficult and she found herself blaming herself, other people, rasmus, and the world.
  
  what does she think the group should do? | sybil is at a genuine loss of what to do. everyone's opinions are so conflicting, causing them to lash out like rabid animals, which is something that deeply upsets her. she keeps her thoughts to herself and does her best not to encourage behavior from either side.
  
  how does she feel about the move they just went on? | it was a long and tough journey, certainly one that she was not looking forward to when rasmus told them about it. she lost track of the miles and towns they passed by, especially due to the fact she had her son and other children to look after. since moving into their current camp, she has found it to be rather refreshing. she would very much like to settle down in the area as she wants to raise her son in a protected place like serenity gulch.
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• DIMITRI PETROV ━━━━

  ━━━━ THIEF/GUNMAN

  forgive me one more time.

  Basics —
  full name. dimitri louis petrov
  alias. peter miracle
  age. thirty
  birthday. june 13th
  gender. cis. male
  sexuality. bisexual
  relationship status. never married (single)
  role. thief, gunman, debt collector
  
  Appearance —
  height. 6"
  hair. blonde
  eyes. bright blue
  distinguishing features. golden hair, perfect curls, charismatic smile
  modifications. none
  scars. various scars from living life
  face claim. aaron taylor-johnson
  
  Personal Items —
  weapon. enfield mk ii | a handgun that he brought with him from england. he takes good care of it to ensure it doesn't lose any value to him.
  
  martini-henry rifle | similar to his revolver, he brought this with him during his move.
  
  knife | a multi-use knife he got upon arriving in the states. he finds it very useful and exciting to use.
  
  horse. achilles | percheron x thoroughbred cross | gelding | 10 years old | xo
  purchased from a farm in crow's alley, he found him to be quite a horse and certainly impressive. he didn't need to be the fastest or anything, but dimitri loved the way he looked and moved so he bought him without a second thought. achilles is a horse with taste, having been spoiled by his rider. he often seems to be picky when it comes to feed or care, which can be frustrating for those taking care of him. although seemingly stuck up, the horse isn't mean-spirited and is very respectful of his rider. he is a patient soul and does a lot for the gang when it comes to hauling things, especially large game.
  
  notable items. cross necklace | used to be his mother's but she gave it to him when he first joined the military. he finds it to be a great comfort and wears it underneath his clothes at all times.
  
  books | quite the avid reader, he has many books stacked within his tent and he often reads them during his down time. a lot of them are in other languages which he can indeed read and speak in.
  
  large journal | since his arrival to the gang, he began to keep track of those who live in it, their backstories, and everything the gang does. it will be the legacy of the gang in his opinion.
  
  signet ring | sporting his family's crest, he wears this ring whenever he is doing cons that involve the upper class as he is able to subtly display his own status and easily mingle among them.
  
  Personality —
  likes. grand stories, expensive things, learning new languages, interesting people, romance, love affairs, drama, theater, reading, campfire songs, dancing, successful cons
  
  dislikes. rude people, boring people, explaining himself, getting bloody, broken things, ruined books, injured animals, hunting, stupidity, nagging, prudes, getting sick, building things
  
  hobbies. learning new languages, story-telling, styling hair/clothes, pressing flowers
  
  vices. a conman through and through, he is a wolf in sheep's clothing, simply taking whatever suits him. he is a rather selfish person when it comes to things he really wants and he will not share. quite the silver tongue, his lies are as smooth and believable as any truth, and he can tell them with ease even with a gun pointed at him. quite impulsive, he will do whatever he wants if he finds it fun or exciting, often leading to some close calls. a tragic lover, he leaves behind many broken hearts when he ventures into town, something he secretly relishes in. i mean, who wouldn't?
  
  virtues. charismatic and kind, he is a gentleman through in through, even if blood is on his hands. he has the manners that most would dream of possessing, and he gives them out freely. he is a fun-loving individual and doesn't let many fall into a deep depression alone and will do whatever it takes to get them out of it. he takes care of those he calls his friends and will protect their image and reputation, even if it means bending the truth here and there. although newer to the gang, he is loyal to those he considers close friends and even family. he doesn't wish ill on those in his inner circle and will protect them with everything he can.
  
  Background —
  history.
  born to yakim and elizabeth petrov, he was the youngest son of a wealthy family and was raised with luxury and love. he had everything he could’ve asked for and he certainly asked for it. he was taught multiple languages, raised in a proper way, and told to respect and support his country. it was no surprise that he was quite the little gentleman in his childhood, often escaping punishments as he knew how to hide his tracks and lie without breaking eye contact. when younger, his older siblings hated how he got away with things, but their relationships were still close as they were the petrovs, they could only trust each other.
  
  as he grew older and attended school, he grew interested in many things, two of which were women and the military. he wanted to enter it as soon as he was old enough, but in the meantime, he kept up with his studies and learned the secret language of romance. it was a joyful time for him as he didn’t feel like he had anything to lose. girls were almost always within reach and he simply had to place a kiss on the back of their hand to gain their interest. a game of his own design, he enjoyed it all thoroughly. but all good things had to come to an end. with his graduation, he became a part of the british military and set away from his home, family, and friends.
  
  it wasn’t easy and he certainly took the brunt end of some fury of those in higher positions than him, but he didn’t give up. he continued to work hard and soon found himself rising through the ranks and enjoying the perks that came with it. war was ugly and left mental scars, but it didn’t really shake his desire to serve as he found he was quite good at it. but as his time in the military came to an end, he found himself in the lap of a very wealthy young lady, one so rich she shouldn’t have been dabbling with officers. their love affair was quite the scandal to the point his parents told him to visit their cousins in the americas, hoping the wild west would do him some good.
  
  dimitri wasn’t pleased but he did what was asked as it was a chance for him to explore a place that he only occasionally read about. so he moved to america and found the unique way of settler life interesting and exciting, to say the least. he quickly moved away from his cousins, having no interest in them, and set out on his own little journey, hoping to run into cowboys and outlaws. this is where he met rasmus prewitt, a rather charming outlaw who had gotten pulled into a very tricky situation at a saloon. dimitri’s smooth words seemed to be just the right push the lawmen needed to leave rasmus alone. the pair of them were quite interested in each other after the exchange, finding similarities as they spoke. so dimitri was invited to stay with them for a while and eventually join if he so chose. and join he did.
  
  Family:
  
  Character Questions —
  how old was he when he joined the prewitt gang? | he was around twenty-five when he joined the gang, so he has been part of them for five years. originally recruited by rasmus in a bar after he managed to talk the man out of a confrontation with the law. he struck a cord within rasmus, almost as if the old outlaw saw his younger self in dimitri.
  
  how does he feel about william marrell's death? | a true shame, but not much can be done. he wasn't on that particular job as he was outside of the train, keeping watch for any lawmen, so he doesn't feel any real guilt of responsibility. his curiosity mostly is geared towards the one responsible as he feels it's only fair they face the consequences for the death of william.
  
  what does he think the group should do? | he doesn't have any particular feelings on the matter, mostly due to his own safety net he has back home in england. still, he hopes that the gang doesn't fall apart as he enjoys their way of life far too much.
  
  how does he feel about the move they just went on? | it was his first cross-country move so it was very exciting for him. he often entertained himself and the younger kids with stories or songs, just to lighten the mood of the four-month journey.
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• ARTHUR COVINGTON ━━━━

  ━━━━ THE ENFORCER

  we're thieves in a world that don't want us anymore.

  Basics —
  full name. arthur quincy covington
  recent alias. arthur jameson
  age. thirty-eight
  birthday. december 20th
  gender. cis. male
  sexuality. unlabeled
  relationship status. never married (single)
  role. enforcer and gunman
  
  Appearance —
  height. 6'4"
  hair. dark brown
  eyes. dark brown
  distinguishing features. facial hair, various scars, expressive eyebrows, wavy hair
  modifications. none
  scars. various scars litter his body from his time in the gang. he has some larger ones from gunfights and even wild animals. there is a noticeable one on his right temple and claw marks on his left shoulder from a bear.
  face claim. jon bernthal
  
  Personal Items —
  weapons. colt 45 revolver | he won this in a lucky game of blackjack.
  
  winchester lever action rifle | may have found this on a deceased lawman's horse.
  
  double-barreled shotgun | he bought this in a shop where they had been staying.
  
  hatchet | he uses this for chores around camp, butchering/skinning, and if needed, for combat.
  
  knife | like many in the camp, this is very custom to his liking. he can use it for hunting, cleaning meat, fights, etc.
  
  horses. dutchess | shire | mare | 15 years old | xo
  a massive horse, she is one of the main draughts that the gang uses for many things. she has pulled wagons, uprooted trees, carried hunted animals, and even used to deliver multiple bounties. incredibly hearty and determined, she has plowed through the harshest winters and provided shade in the blazing sun of summers. a kind and dedicated animal, she is incredibly sweet and loyal to arthur, always greeting him whenever she sees him. he does not like to use her for too many heists unless it is for delivering goods or something.
  
  bucky | paint cross | gelding | 7 years old | xo
  named by one of the kids in the gang due to how much he would buck (even when not being ridden), he is now a very reliable horse that arthur uses for most of his robberies and heists. he's a playful horse and enjoys going full-throttle all the time, but he is learning to be content with holding back. unphased by gunshots or bar fights, this horse has turned his hooves and teeth on people causing strife for the gang. always coming when he is called, he is loyal and will stick with his owner until death.
  
  notable items. silver cross necklace | taken from his brother's body before he was buried. arthur wears this every day even though he will deny the fact he is attached to it. he doesn't like to answer questions about it.
  
  lucky spurs | a pair of spurs that he wears whenever he goes riding. he has found these to be lucky as when he has worn them in situations where he and his horse should've died or been injured, they've emerged perfectly fine.
  
  bear claw trinket | a trinket that was made by one of the older trappers who once were part of the gang. he had made this trinket for arthur after the young man brought back a sizeable bear.
  
  Personality —
  likes. gambling, the quiet, getting paid, animals, dancing, campfire songs, the mountains, forests, soft things, physical touch
  dislikes. collecting from families, law enforcement, rats, moles in the gang, getting too drunk, getting pickpocketed, judgemental people
  hobbies. fishing, hunting, wood carving, playing guitar, gambling
  
  vices. very rough around the edges, arthur is often considered abrasive and harsh, especially if someone is on the receiving end of his anger. as an enforcer within the gang, his whole role is to rough people up to the point they will give any information, and that's exactly how arthur is. he is tall and scary, his anger and irritation often at the subject of ridicule by the younger or softer people within the gang. his habit of gambling and betting can get him into trouble, especially if his sharp senses are dulled by booze. he isn't the best at taking orders and doesn't like to do things like babysitting or staying back at camp and will complain if he is tasked with those things. he has little patience for those who do not try to pull their weight or socialize within the gang because he doesn't understand why they are there at that point. this can cause heated discussions or arguments.
  
  virtues. despite his gruff exterior, arthur is still a kind member of the gang and watches out for those who need an extra helping hand. he will do his best to provide for the gang no matter what, even if he doesn't agree with it. he enjoys seeing people happy and laughing, so it's not uncommon to see him around the fire, playing guitar and singing, making the mood lighter for everyone involved. he can be gentle and caring but because he rarely is in a situation that allows this, it is often overlooked. he tries hard and though he struggles through things like his anger, he deeply treasures those he considers friends and family.
  
  Background —
  history. born to angela and harold covington, arthur was the youngest, his older brother being jamie. their small family of four made due, their mother tending to the home while their father worked in the mines. this worked for them despite the glaring health concerns that their father presented. still, there was no reason for them to change their life. but when arthur was only six years old, his parents came down with TB, and it took them both. orphaned and unwanted by remaining relatives, the two boys were forced onto the streets in order to survive. jamie was about eleven at the time and knew he had to find a way for them to survive. he did things like cleaning shoes, tack, and watching horses, while arthur sold newspapers and helped to deliver local mail.
  
  it was enough to get them some canned goods and oats and so they would eat their food in their makeshift home, a little fort made out of spare blankets and sticks that they, found in town. this routine is how arthur first came into contact with the prewitt gang. he would announce the newsletters, often which would consist of their crimes, and so they would pay the boy off to talk about other news and keep them out of advertisements. arthur began to know who they were and would greet them happily anytime they wandered into town. jamie was careful around them but they paid enough money for the boys to eat properly so he didn't mind all that much.
  
  as they got older, jamie began taking better jobs and eventually got them both into temporary housing while he worked as a farm boy for the family and arthur also did minimal work. around this time, jamie was 14 and had started learning how to steal things, pickpocket, and ultimately make better money so they could afford to leave town. rasmus had seen a young arthur waiting outside of home they were working at and they started to chat, the man talking about how he had seen them both on the streets for years and he wanted to offer them a home. a real place they could live, with good food and good people to watch out for them. arthur accepted and jamie, well, he was hesitant but it was better than what they had going for them. so the brothers left with rasmus and never went back.
  
  their time in the gang was fun, full of adventure and hard work. just because they were kids, it didn't mean they couldn't pull their own weight. they were treated like they were little brothers of the older gang members and they taught those boys how to survive and how to always be the last man standing. arthur felt comfortable in the gang life, his world finally expanding to the point he could travel anywhere he wanted. it was freeing and he was damn good at it. he was a good little distraction, bait, and a thief, it was easy for him. jamie also enjoyed his time in the gang, learning to shoot a gun and how to do more involved cons and jobs.
  
  but the fun life they had going came to a halt when young jamie and a few other gang members were captured by lawmen after a job went sour. rasmus tried to get them out in time but they couldn't. the law wasn't going to let them go unless they handed over the gang's location to them. the men wouldn't do it. they were executed later that week. it destroyed arthur and he was inconsolable, unable to do anything for a while. the funerals were sad and broke the heart of the gang as a whole, everyone leaning on each other to get through it. arthur took his brother's necklace from his body before he was buried and with that, the gang packed up and left. jamie was only 18 years old.
  
  the gang moved on and arthur did as well, the pain of losing his entire family began to fade and he focused on his future within the gang. he grew taller, broader, stronger, and soon he was right beside mitch and rasmus as one of the most dangerous members of the gang. he protected them, fought for them, went on jobs, protected the kids, and taught them how to fight, arthur became a pillar of the gang.
  
  family. jamie covington | arthur's older brother and protector, the two were left alone in the world after their parents were taken by a sickness. jamie watched out for his younger brother and made sure that he would always have food in his belly and a makeshift roof over his head. he is the one that got them into the gang, mostly due to their ability to hold their own. rasmus felt guilt towards the brothers and could understand their plight. he took them both in and raised them as if they were his own family members. jamie died when he was 18 after he got caught by the law.
  
  relationships. rasmus prewitt | he has great respect for rasmus considering that man took him under his wing to teach him how to survive such a tricky world. he has always admired how rasmus views things and how he leads the gang (though sometimes he doesn't always agree). he defends him and protects him with his life.
  
  Character Questions —
  how old was he when he joined the prewitt gang? | arthur was about nine years old when he joined the gang with his older brother jamie.
  
  how does he feel about william marrell's death? | frustrated, angry, ready to strangle someone. he doesn't understand how it happened as he was at the back of the train with mitch when it all went down. he holds very strong feelings about the subject and personally would like to know who did it so that they can pay the proper price.
  
  what does he think the group should do? | he thinks they should buy some land to settle on but not necessarily stop their way of life altogether. he loves the gang and what they do. he's barely known anything else.
  
  how does he feel about the move they just went on? | it was exhausting and he had a hard time dealing with it due to the (valid) hysterics of william's widow as they crossed the country. he likes the new place and is hopeful that they can stay through the winter and maybe have a solid place to land in the spring.
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• MATHILDA COVINGTON ━━━━

  ━━━━ THE LAMB

  we're thieves in a world that don't want us anymore.

  Basics —
  full name. mathilda charity lovett
  alias. agnes warren
  nicknames. hilda, hilly, miss love
  age. thirty
  birthday. april 21st
  gender. cis. female
  sexuality. heterosexual
  relationship status. never married (single)
  role. handmaiden and conwoman
  
  Appearance —
  height. 5'4"
  hair. black
  eyes. dark brown
  distinguishing features. beauty mark, full lips, defined cupid's bow, expressive eyes, curly hair
  modifications. ear piercings
  scars.
  face claim. gugu mbatha-raw
  
  Personal Items —
  weapons.
  
  horses. name | breed | sex | 00 years old | xo
  blank
  
  notable items. TBD
  
  Personality —
  likes.
  dislikes.
  hobbies.
  
  vices. TBD
  
  virtues. TBD
  
  Background —
  history. TBD
  
  family. TBD
  
  relationships. rasmus prewitt | TBD
  
  jeb hendrix | tbd
  
  Character Questions —
  how old was she when she joined the prewitt gang? | TBD
  
  how does she feel about william marrell's death? | TBD
  
  what does she think the group should do? | TBD
  
  how does she feel about the move they just went on? |TBD
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  Full Name. Beatrice Tallulah Kane
  Nicknames. Bea, Bumblebee
  Age. 22
  Birthday. 8/9
  Gender. Female
  Sexuality. Heterosexual
  Role. Gunwoman and Thief
  
  Looks
  
  Face Claim. Riley Keough
  Height. 5’7
  Hair Color. Red
  Eye Color. Blue
  Distinguishing Features. Bright smile, long red hair, high cheekbones
  Scars. Various small scars from her lifestyle
  Modifications. Ear piercings
  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  

  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  
  

  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

  
  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  
  

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  -Weapon: Winchester 1873 Rifle: Beatrice was given this once she was old enough to train as a gunwoman. Colt Navy Revolver: This was Bea's father's gun.
  -Horse: Athena: Athena was not originally Beatrice's horse, she stole her about three years ago. Athena can be stubborn, but she always gets the job done.
  -Notable Items: It has wear around the edges and a bent corner, but Beatrice's prized possession is a family photo. It is of her and her parents; she was just an infant in the photo. It is the only photo she has of her parents.
  
  Likes.
  Looking at the stars, legends, music, ghost stories, cool rocks
  
  Dislikes.
  Lonliness, extreme weather, true silence, itchy clothes, long fingernails
  
  Hobbies.
  Collecting rocks
  
  Fears.
  The pitch black, snakes, being alone
  
  Vices.
  
  -Cocky: Bea can be overconfident at times, assuming that she is right. Success is assumed, which can lead to trouble if she does not think out every angle.
  -Stubborn: It is very hard to change Beatrice's mind. The only ones who can cut through her obstinacy with ease are Rasmus and her father. She also holds grudges like it is nobody's business.
  -Untrusting: Due to the nature of the gang's lifestyle, Beatrice is not very trusting of outsiders. They need to prove to her that they are trustworthy, which is no easy task.
  
  Virtues.
  -Loyal: Once you have Bea's trust, she will support you until the end. It would take a lot for her to go against those she respects and trusts.
  -Observant: With keen eyes, Beatrice will take notice of her surroundings. Even if she isn't sure what something means, she will take note of it and mentally file it away for later.
  -Discreet: Bea knows how to be unassuming so that she draws as little attention as possible. She is also quite good at keeping a secret if she needs to.
  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

  
  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  
  

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  Background.
  
  Dalton Kane was an early member of the Prewitt Gang. Somewhere along the way, he met Tallulah Carson. The pair fell quickly for each other and she ran off from home to join Dalton, eloping the first opportunity they had. Somehow, she wasn't put off by the crime and the violence. As long as she was with Dalton, she was happy. A year later, Beatrice joined the family, and by association, the gang.
  
  While the pregnancy was smooth, her birth was difficult. Though, things turned out just fine. Tallulah mooned over her baby girl. Despite the skirmishes with the law and constant movement, the family was happy. They were overjoyed to expand when Tallulah fell pregnant with her second child. Four-year-old Bea was excited to be an older sister. Things, once again, were fine throughout the pregnancy but went very wrong during the birth.
  
  The baby got stuck and nothing the doctor did was helping. All Bea remembers was being escorted into the room to see her mother. She was pale and sweaty and crying. Beatrice didn't understand, she was supposed to be happy. Her mother kissed her on the head and said, "Mama loves you so much. Be good for your daddy."
  
  She and the baby died a short time later.
  
  The memories from that time are still hazy, but that's when her father stopped shielding her from the gang's activities. Of course, he kept the more gruesome details from her— she was a child after all. But, without her mother to look after her, he wanted her prepared for their lifestyle. Her young age made her the perfect candidate for pickpocketing. Nobody would suspect the cute child with the sunny smile. And while she wasn't old enough to keep a gun of her own, Dalton taught her to shoot under his supervision.
  
  When she was nine, her life changed once again. Her father was killed in a shootout. That left Bea alone with nobody to provide for her, and in Rasmus’s eyes, nobody to earn her keep. There was debate on whether she should remain with the gang or be dropped at the nearest orphanage. Rasmus wasn’t too keen on providing resources to someone that wasn’t contributing to the gang financially. However, she proved her worth when she was able to slip into the wreckage caused during a robbery gone to chaos and retrieve valuables that were trapped inside. For Rasmus, that was enough to let her stay.
  
  She grew into a strong and independent young woman, who was becoming quite an asset to the group. Her sticky fingers were quick and her demeanor was unassuming. Not to mention, she was a pretty great shot. She even got a rifle for her sixteenth birthday.
  
  When she was nineteen, she was officially given the extra duty as a gunwoman (though she's been unofficially doing the job for years). The Prewitt Gang is all that she has left in this world. William's death was a devastating blow for everyone. She'd do anything for the gang, but something is starting to nag at her now that they have an opportunity for some normalcy. However, she's too dedicated to go against the majority's wishes. So, until there is a decision, she is going to keep on doing as she is told.
  
  Family.
  
  Dalton Kane (deceased)- From the ages of four to nine, Dalton was the only family Beatrice had. They were very close. He'd call her his "Bumblebee" on account of how she would practically buzz with excitement as a little girl. She misses him quite a bit.
  
  Tallulah Kane (deceased)- Beatrice doesn't remember much about her mother. Her memories mostly consist of bedtime stories and their final goodbyes. However, they share many physical features, including beautiful red hair. Every so often Dalton remarks on how much Bea reminds him of Tallulah, which never fails to bring a smile to her face.
  
  Character Questions.
  
  How old were they when they joined the Prewitt Gang?
  
  "Well, I was born into it, really. My father was an early member and raised me in it."
  
  How do they feel about William Marrell's death?
  
  "Oh that just broke my heart. I've known him since he joined us and cannot believe he's gone. I check on his wife occasionally, but I don't think I can do much to help."
  
  What do they think the group should do? Should they go good or stay outlaws?
  
  "This life is all I've ever known. I don't know what a 'normal' life would even be like." She takes a long pause. "However, I can't help but think that William's death may be signs that something needs to change."
  
  How do they feel about the move they just went on?
  
  "I've moved so many times, I'm used to it. I'm just glad we've escaped the law... for now, at least."
  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

  
  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  
  

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  Full Name. Gabriel Francisco Vásquez
  Nicknames. Gabe
  Age. 40
  Birthday. 4/23
  Gender. Male
  Sexuality. Heterosexual
  Role. Blaster
  
  Looks
  
  Face Claim. Oscar Isaac
  Height. 5’9
  Hair Color. Dark Brown
  Eye Color. Brown
  Distinguishing Features. Varying facial hair, curly hair, warm eyes
  Scars. Various burn scars on arms/hands
  Modifications. None
  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  
  

  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  
  

  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

  
  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  
  

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  -Weapon: Colt Army Revolver: Gabe honestly doesn't remember how he came across the weapon, as he's traded and stolen numerous things throughout the years. He isn't much of a gun person anyway, he prefers a bigger boom. However, he keeps one in case he needs it.
  -Horse: Teo: Gabriel did not buy or steal Teo. He found him. Honest! It wasn't far from the horse where Gabe found the rider dead on the ground. It looked like some sort of sudden death, like a heart attack, as there were no obvious injuries and he was an older man. And since Gabe needed a horse and there was nobody around to claim this one, he decided to take him. Teo is quite gentle and was amenable to Gabriel taking over his last owner's place.
  -Notable Items: A pocket knife that belonged to his father.
  
  Likes.
  Sunshine, quiet mornings, whiskey, the smell of gunpowder, whistling
  
  Dislikes.
  Shooting guns, the cold, making mistakes, getting burnt, others meddling with his explosives
  
  Hobbies.
  Carving wood figurines for his nieces and nephews
  
  Fears.
  Making an error with his explosives, losing more gang members, birds
  
  Vices.
  
  -Tunnel Vision: Gabriel can only truly put his focus on one thing at a time. This leaves him a bit vulnerable when setting up explosives for a job. Usually, he needs someone to watch his back while he works.
  -Worrywart: Gabe is always waiting for something to go wrong. He assumes failure until proven otherwise. However— there is an exception when it comes to his explosive work. In that, he is very confident in his own abilities
  -Defensive: He doesn’t like to be criticized and will feel threatened when being confronted.
  
  Virtues.
  -Patient: Working with explosives requires a cool, calm head. Gabriel is fine taking his time and waiting. He can take a lot before things start getting to him.
  -Conscientious: Gabriel pays attention to detail and takes every task very seriously. He likes to do things well and is a very diligent worker.
  -Persevering: Failure doesn’t deter Gabriel. He is tenacious and does not stop trying until he succeeds. Essentially, when he’s either literally or metaphorically knocked down, he always gets back up.
  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

  
  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  
  

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  Gabriel was the first son, but youngest child of Héctor and Sonia Vásquez. He was preceded by Catalina, María Isabel, and Anita, who were all quite a bit older than him. His childhood was spent in Guatemala, though he does not remember much of it if he was being honest. His father died when he was barely old enough to talk, prompting the family to move to Mexico, where his mother's only sister now lived.
  
  While they didn't have much, they had enough. When he was not in school, Gabriel helped on his aunt and uncle's ranch, just like his sisters (and, of course, his cousins). As the years went on, one by one each of his sisters got married, though they all remained local. However, it was just before Anita's wedding when his mother first fell ill. She seemed to recover enough to go to the wedding, though she was still rather weak.
  
  She died four months later.
  
  Still, things remained the same, outside the fact that Gabriel now lived with María Isabel, her husband, Diego, and their daughter, Cecilia. He continued with school for another year, leaving at fifteen. Looking to start their own ranch, his sister and her husband decided to move to the States.
  
  The ranch did well, but Gabriel grew restless. He spent a lot of time in the town near where they settled and picked up on English rather quickly. Within a year, he left home to work on the railroad. It was there where he found his talent for all things that went “boom”.
  
  Soon, he was in charge of every blast they needed, often being sent to other sites when they had trouble. While he was appreciated and worked hard, he still made very little money.
  
  He had met Jeb and Rasmus in a saloon. It started as a casual conversation and grew into an invitation to join the gang. Despite the fact that he had never committed a crime before, Gabriel accepted their offer and joined the group as their explosives expert. He left the railroad life behind.
  
  There were no regrets. The work was far less grueling and money was far more abundant. He was even able to send money to his family every once in a while. He has no plans to leave the group that became his surrogate family.
  
  Family.
  
  Héctor Vásquez (deceased)- Gabriel does not hold very many memories of his father at all. He died when he was very young.
  
  Sonia Vásquez (deceased)- His mother passed away when he was twelve, so he does hold memories of her. He misses her, but is glad she was reunited with his father.
  
  Catalina Martinez- She still lives in Mexico with her husband and two sons. She and Gabriel exchange letters on occasion.
  
  María Isabel Gonzalez- She and her husband, Diego, took Gabriel in after their mother passed away. They have a ranch in California. He writes her frequently and sends gifts to her daughter, Cecilia.
  
  Anita Fernandes- She also still lives in Mexico and is married with four children. Gabe also writes her on occasion.
  
  Character Questions.
  
  How old were they when they joined the Prewitt Gang?
  
  "I was twenty three when I met Jeb and Rasmus"
  
  How do they feel about William Marrell's death?
  
  "It was tragic. He was so young with his whole life ahead of him. He deserved better than what he got."
  
  What do they think the group should do? Should they go good or stay outlaws?
  
  "As long as I’ve got money coming in and I’m not in jail, I don’t care all that much. I owe Rasmus for taking a chance on me, but it would be nice not having to worry about the law."
  
  How do they feel about the move they just went on?
  
  "This move was particularly long and exhausting. I’m just glad we found a place to settle for now. "
  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  
  

  
  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  
  

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[FireMaiden]

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• Basics
• Appearance
• Personal Items
• Personality
• Background
• Character Questions
• Additional Information

• 
  Full Name:
  Angelina McDermott
  
  Alias:
  The Fox, Lady A
  
  Nicknames:
  Angel, Lina
  
  Age:
  35
  
  Gender:
  Female
  
  Sexuality:
  Bi-Sexual
  
  Relationship Status:
  Single, Widowed
  
  Role:
  Camp Cook
  
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  Height:
  5'10"
  
  Hair:
  Ginger
  
  Eyes:
  Hazel
  
  Distinguishing Features:
  Hip length red hair
  Freckles
  Her build/body type
  
  Scars:
  None
  
  Modifications:
  Pierced Ears
  
  Description:
  Angelina is a tall woman with a stocky build. Her upper arms and legs are thick from years of farm work and other manual labor. Her hands have callouses, nails are kept short and neat but her cuties are often peeling or cracked due to the unfortunate habit of picking at them. Freckles cover the large majority of her chest, shoulders, cheeks, and forearms thanks to the sun and her Irish blood. Angelina's hair is a bright ginger, and while she keeps it long, more often than not it's braided or kept up in some way to avoid making a mess of it and the camp food.
  
  Angelina has a soft features. She has an oval shaped face, her jawline is not very defined either. She has a smaller button nose with a slightly crooked bridge from being broken a few years back. Her eyes are almond shaped, with long eyelashes. Her cheeks are round, with slightly prominent cheekbones. Her lips are on the thicker side, sweetheart shaped. Angelina also loves, and prefers, wearing skirts/dresses over pants, she sticks to a lot of earth tone colors like green and brown, with a few stand out pieces like a dark blue piece.
  
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  Weapon:
  Colt Single Action Army Revolver: A very standard 6 shooter revolver. This little piece has been with Angelina for ages. A gift from her father in fact. She's maintained it well, the body is well polished with no rust. The grip is dark, polished mahogany that's been worn in from years of practice with it.
  
  Winchester Model 1866: This lever action rifle is a gun Angelina got shortly after joining the Prewitt Gang. She wanted something a little more significant than just her pistol, but given her role in camp, didn't need something very powerful. She typically used the gun for hunting.
  
  Knife: Self explanatory. Angelina keeps a 7 inches long, single edge knife with a clip point on her belt. Useful for gathering and processing supplies.
  
  Horse:
  Angelina is the proud rider of Artemisia, a 12 year old Palomino Thoroughbred mare. She's a calm horse, well trained, fiercely loyal to the people of the gang, but will buck you right off if you're not Angelina. There's been very few exceptions, typically children and Angelina's dearest friend. Artemisia was originally a work horse on Angelina's family farm, but after the...events 7 or so years ago, Artemisia has been a member of the Prewitt Gang's horses.
  
  Notable Items:
  Family Photos: Angelina has two notable family Photos that stays near her bed at all times. Both are family portraits, one of which depicting a much younger Angelina and her parents sitting in front of a half build barn. The other shows Angelina with a small boy sitting in her lap, and dead outlaw Samuel "Crack Shot" Brewer. Her husband.
  
  Silver Locket: It's nothing special, a simple silver Locket charm hanging on some thin leather strap around her neck. Angelina members opens it around others, and never takes it off.
  
  Family Cookbook: A collection of family recipes, techniques, and other tips passed down her family for the past two generations. The only other one privy to it's contents is the cook's assistant.
  
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  Likes:
  Coffee, the scent of tobacco, beards, providing for camp, children, water lilies, mild weather, making new clothes, going into town
  
  Dislikes:
  Snitches, arrogance, persimmons, bad stormy weather, any sort of boat (sea sickness), red clay mud, lack of manners
  
  Hobbies:
  Sewing Clothing
  Playing Dominos
  Reading
  Gossiping
  
  Vices:
  Self-loathing: What happened to her before joining the gang left Angelina with a severe lack of self confidence and security. She often pokes fun at herself, constantly second guesses herself, and she finds it hard to accept compliments from anyone.
  
  Untrusting: Understandably, Angelina finds it hard to trust the people around her. Even though she knows she's safe, Angelina is constantly watching over her shoulder. She keeps her back away from others, she sleeps away from everyone, but not too far in case something is sneaking up in the dark. It's easier to trust the women in the gang than it is to trust the men as well.
  
  Self-destructive: Angelina has found herself with a bit of a wild side now that she lived with outlaws. Or perhaps she knows it could all end at a moments notice. When she drinks, she drinks hard. She gambles a little more than necessary, or finds herself in the arms of strangers for the night (she's pretty cautious with this though, any hint of illness and she dips immediately) and she takes risks here and there she doesn't really need to take given her role as the camp cook.
  
  
  Virtues:
  Hard-Working: Angelina does not know how to relax to save her life. But that's a good thing, in a sense anyway. She keeps on top of inventory, any clothes will be repaired within the day, small ignored chores will not be ignored. And when it's not busy work, the woman is reading, or making something new, or playing dominos even if she's not too good at it. Angelina is constantly moving and doing.
  
  Compassionate: She's got a mother's heart. People can come to her to vent about their problems and get advice or just a helpful ear. She hates when the people are struggling. This compassion extends to those not part of the gang, to some extent, and animals. If there's a way Angelina can help, she'd like to do so...within reason.
  
  Cheerful: Her attitude to herself may be negative, and her trust issues may have her at a distance, but Angelina is a ball of sunshine. She's often smiling, laughing, or chatting up a storm about everything and nothing all at once. It may have taken a while to get back here, but Angelina is a peach.
  
  
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  History:
  Trigger warning: child death, SA
  A good portion of Angelina's early life is uneventful, and quiet frankly, rather boring. She was born to Irish immigrants Henry and Fiona, in a small home on the farm they worked for. She was raised hand in hand with farm life, it's all she knew for years. As a small child she was tasked with helping collect eggs and crops, cleaning buckets or other smaller tools, age appropriate things. The list would grow as she did, her responsibilities shifting as she grew more capable. On top of the physical labor, her mother would teach her more feminine skills, like sewing and how to cook. Angelina felt more at home doing these activities, especially cooking but everyone has to pull their weight. Especially after the owners of the farm passed, and to everyone's surprise left the land to the McDermott's. It was a stroke of luck, hard work and a well established relationship paid off for the better. Most of the farm hands stayed, and the children of the farm's previous owners were more than happy to leave it to pursue their own dreams. Henry and Fiona took a few months to figure out what exactly they wanted to do with the land. There were a few different exports they had, mainly livestock though. Sheep, cows, and horses. They made the decision to focus a little more on the horse breeding aspect of the farm, which took off much better than expected. Angelina was still tasked with helping out with smaller chores, and it's because of this her life took a very interesting turn.
  
  When she was 16, early one morning the thunderous sound of horses descended on their house like a storm. Immediately she assumed some of theirs had gotten out but instead, a group of 8 rough looking individuals fled past and into the barn to hide. Hot on their trails was the law. The sheriff demanded that Angelina tell them where those put laws had gone, and without realizing she was doing it, Angelina lied right to his face. She said they had kept going right past her, spooking her and the horses something fierce. They moved on whether they believe the teen or not. And she, once again beyond her better judgement marched right into the barn to demand to know what was going on. This would be her first encounter with the Higgins Boys, and more importantly, Samuel Brewer. He was a dashing young man, a couple years older than her. Their eyes locked during the either very stupid or very brave chewing out of Hick Higgins, who mind you was very amused by her guts. Not many women, let alone a teenage girl, would do this. Higgins offered their services to Angelina in exchanged for some time to rest and waiting for the law to leave. She accepted, and put them to work cleaning up and tending to the animals. By the time they were done, she'd prepared lunch and explained the odd situation to her parents, Samuel had fallen for her. This crazy turn of fate began their long courtship.
  
  Every couple of months Samuel would make his way to the McDermott farm in order to see Angelina. They wrote and sent gifts,he tried to convince her to leave with him. Angelina tried convincing him to stay. She wouldn't be successful until the day she told him they were expecting. He immediately asked her to marry him. Since she was pregnant, they got married quickly in a private ceremony with only her parents, a priest, and the Higgins members. There were tears, both of joy and goodbyes as the gang knew Samuel had found a new calling. Over the course of her pregnancy, her parents built a new house out on the other end of their property. Far enough way for privacy, but not to be isolated. It was nice having her parents as a support system but a taste of life away from them. Their son Gabriel, named after Samuel's grandfather was born healthy, and strong. Angelina was content. Life went on.
  
  When Gabriel was about 4 though, Samuel began to disappear again. Not for so long Angelina knew what was going on, but enough she suspected. The quiet life of farming wasn't enough for him. Samuel grew colder, more distant. Man never laid a hand on her or the boy, but he kept a bottle near by at all times. The coin flipped one day though, he started disappearing for days on end, just a little longer than it took to go off to the city and back. But he was happier than ever. Honestly, Angelina thought he was cheating on her, and as angry as it made her, she was fine with it. The man she married was back. She said nothing about it for two years, not until it was finally too late. He'd been gone nearly two weeks by now, much longer than usual. One day nearing the end of the two weeks, a couple of rough looking men descended onto their home. Her parents were off selling horses, the farm hands were off for the day, there was nobody else to go to. These men needed to know where Samuel was, and Angelina was honest. She hasn't seen him in weeks, no clue where he'd gotten off to. But this wasn't acceptable to them. They forced their way into the house. Gabriel was locked in a closet, in the dark while his mother was attacked in the main room. She fought as hard as she could, until her voice was gone, until her nails were short and dull, until she could nothing but lay there and sob, begging and pleading that she didn't know where Samuel was. They had their fun for a day or two, Angelina didn't know, and eventually went and got her son. They asked one more time and when she insisted once again that she didn't know where he was, they slit Gabriel's throat. The men left shortly after, taking anything of value they could find leaving Angelina cradling her son's body.
  
  Samuel returned early the next morning. Angelina hadn't moved, hell she hardly reacted when he crept inside the house. Her clothes were soaked in Gabriel's blood, her body was covered in bruises, her nose was broken. Samuel didn't ask what happened, he knew. He could barely whisper an apology before Angelina was on him, her first flying wildly. No words, no curses, silence as she wailed on his body. He pushed her off and ran, Angelina gave chase and followed the man until the both fell down the short hill into the small river that cut through the edge of the farm. Angelina somehow recovered first and kept Samuel under water until his lips turned blue. Without a word she drug him out, not wanting to contaminate her families water. Slowly she mad her way back to the house, only this time she was greeted by a sheriff and his deputy. They had already found Gabriel, they already had their guilty party in mind. Angelina had no choice but to flee, calling Artemisia as she dipped through the woods.
  
  The next thing she remembers is a gruff looking face poking her awake. Somehow, she and Artemisia escaped the law and ended up in a compromising position as a certain gang was passing through. She looked awful, and could barely manage her name let alone an explanation. With either the intent of robbing her of Artemisia or genuine pity, she was taken into the Prewitt Gang. The first few months of her resistance with them was spent essentially catatonic. She helped with the menial tasks around camp like laundry or patching clothes. She explained her story to their leader, and what she could manage with those who asked. It was only when she finally tasted some of the camp food, as she had just been eating canned goods and bread when she had the stomach for it, that Angelina discovered her talents might actually be needed. She offered to make dinner that night, repayment for the kindness they'd shown her so far and the food was a hit. Someone might have actually cried. She began cooking for them more often, slowing coming back out of her shell to become the woman the gang knows and loves today.
  
  Family:
  Gabriel Brewer, Son, 6 - Deceased: Gabriel was the light of Angelina's life, her little gift from the universe. He was a bright, kind child who greeted the world with open arms. After his death, something about Angelina has been different. He took a part of her soul with him to the other side and she's never going to get it back.
  
  Samuel Brewer, Husband, 36 - Deceased: They fell hard and fast with each other, even if his life style took him away from her often. It was also that very lifestyle that took their son. Samuel died shortly after the loss of their son, and he died a hated man. Angelina does not speak of him often, and when she does, it is not kind.
  
  Henry & Fiona McDermott, Parents, 55 & 53 - Alive: Angelina hasn't seen her parents in years, but writes to them often. Not that she gets a response, Angelina doesn't expect one. They had a good relationship up to about 7 years ago, and Angelina has given up on reconnecting. She just wants to ensure that they know she's alive and well.
  
  Relationships:
  TBA
  
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  How old were they when they joined the Prewitt Gang?
  Angelina was 28 when she first joined the Prewitt Gang
  
  How do they feel about William Marrell's death?
  Angelina is saddened by the death of Mr. Marrell, she cares about everyone in the gang to some degree, even if they weren't very close.
  
  What do they think the group should do? Should they go good or stay outlaws?
  Angelina is conflicted about this. She understands the people around her can't change who they are, nor does she expect them to. There's no escaping their crimes, their associations, or else. But the allure of a new life with a clean slate once again is tempting. If everyone could make it work, even better.
  
  How do they feel about the move they just went on?
  Angelina is exhausted from uprooting, a little displeased about loosing some of the better connections.for ingredients that may be hard to get going again, but otherwise she's fine with it. It's not the end of the world, and better than hanging.
  
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[NUSKI]

"Running will only make it worse. Trust me." - Red Roscoe

Roscoe Peyton

Basics

Full Name: Uriah Scranton
Alias: Roscoe Peyton
Nicknames: Red, Red Roscoe, Roe
Age: 34
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Role: Enforcer, Former Gunman

Appearance

Height: 6'2"
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Green
Distinguishing Features: Stubble, sharp jawline, shrewd eyes
Scars: Scar from between his right index and middle finger to his elbow, poorly healed stab wound on his lower right leg
Modifications: Left ear piercing
Face Claim: Zach McGowan

Personal Items

Weapon:

• Colt 1851 Navy Revolver: Roscoe’s first and most personal weapon, taken from his father on the night he fled his abusive home. Well-worn but meticulously maintained
• Throwing Knives: As a skilled knife thrower, Roscoe carries a set of eight balanced throwing knives.
• Lever-Action Rifle (Winchester Model 1873): Although he rarely fires shots these days, Roscoe keeps a reliable rifle for long-range encounters. Stolen from a bounty hunter in '78.

Horse:

• "Buddy": While passing through a bustling town, Roscoe spotted the Thoroughbred tied up outside a saloon, its owner boasting about its speed and strength to a group of admirers. Intrigued and unable to resist, Roscoe claimed the horse as his with one bullet.

Notable Items:

• Worn Out Thin Scarf: A frayed, thin scarf that Roscoe has worn for years. He has been told to throw the thing away forever, but he just can't seem to let go of it.
• Silver Ring: A simple silver ring engraved with a “P.” Roscoe found it during a robbery at a gunsmith shop; a dead man had no use for rings.
• Tattered Map: Roscoe keeps an old, worn map marked with all the places the Prewitt gang has travelled and hit over the years.
• Brown Bandana

Personality

Those who know Roscoe would best describe him as someone who bleeds Prewitt. His unwavering loyalty to the gang, particularly to Rasmus, form the core of his identity. The Prewitt gang gave him the family he never had, and in return, he's molded himself into whatever he thinks the gang needs him to be. The man would allow himself to starve for days if it meant feeding anyone standing behind Rasmus.

Once an impulsive and careless young man, Roscoe’s closest encounter with death tempered him and he adopted a hardened pragmatism. This shift has brought a discipline that didn't come naturally to him. He is now more patient and waits for the most ideal opportunity to act instead of charging head-first. His survival instincts have become more acute, making him more dangerous in his restraint than he ever was in his recklessness.

Roscoe seems aloof on the outside, yet he has strong feelings that he prefers to keep to himself. The only thing more intense than his unwavering devotion to the Prewitt gang is his self-imposed seclusion, usually separating himself from celebrations and social events. He's a paradoxical man, capable of extreme violence but progressively less inclined to use it, intelligent yet frequently drawn into situations that would show otherwise, and putting on a brave face despite a deep-seated fear of disappointing the people closest to him.

Likes:

• The Life; living as an outlaw, moving constantly, hiding from the law, avoiding bullets, sleeping in a tent
• The Prewitt Gang, though he'd never admit it
• Well-maintained firearms
• Smoking
• Sleeping Outside

Dislikes:

• Anyone who questions Rasmus
• Loud or overly energetic people
• Law Enforcement
• Big Cities
• Unnecessary death
• Fishing

Hobbies:

• Knife Throwing
• Physical Exercise
• Carving wood
• Studying maps
• Observing people from afar

Background

History: Uriah Scranton's murderous streak began early at the age of 12; the young Scranton had killed a boy two years older than him over a girl neither of them truly cared about.

No one could prove it was him, as his father helped Uriah rid himself of the evidence. Though the whipping his father gave him the next day almost made him wish he was at the end of a noose. Even so, whispers followed the boy, the townspeople knew of their rivalry, of Uriah's threats; parents warned their children away, even from his brothers. This isolation only fueled his natural-born anger and birthed his desire to leave his small town. He fell in with a group of older teens, petty criminals who saw Uriah's potential for thievery as an asset. They introduced him to stronger spirits than the watered-down whiskey his father drank and Uriah found that befriending these teens dulled the ache of loneliness while amplifying his worst impulses.

On his 13th birthday, after a particularly brutal beating from his father who had returned home to find Uriah drunk and belligerent, the boy made a decision. He waited until the house was asleep and slipped out into the night with nothing but a pack of bread, water, and his father's prize revolver. Uriah Scranton disappeared, and Roscoe Peyton was born.

The next four years were a blur of violence and crime. Roscoe, as he now called himself, used his father's revolver to rob and kill his way across the country. He fell in with a few groups of outlaws, making sure to rob each one that failed to impress him. His reputation grew, and by sixteen, posters bearing his likeness, new name, and a cash amount began appearing in small towns. It was during a stagecoach robbery gone wrong with his fourth group that Roscoe met Rasmus Prewitt. Roscoe's partners had been killed by a second coach of guards, and he found himself pinned down in a narrow valley with his ammunition running low. It was then that Rasmus Prewitt, accompanied by some members of his gang arrived just in time to kill the rest of Roscoe's pursuers. Recognizing him by a wanted poster, Rasmus proposed Roscoe join his gang as payment for saving his life.

Under Rasmus's guidance, Roscoe's ruthlessness flourished. He became one of the gang's most eager shooters, often having to be reeled back by Rasmus himself. The nickname "Red" stuck to him like the dried blood of his victims. For years, Roscoe revelled in the lifestyle of being in a proper gang, so much so that he never once considered abandoning them like the previous groups he was in. Much of what he had done, all the ruthless acts and reckless choices, had been done in an attempt to prove his worth to the gang, and even more specifically, Rasmus.

However, his reckless ways came to a sudden halt in the summer of '76. While he was supposed to be scouting for robbery leads, Roscoe ended up getting into a shootout with members of another gang. Though he was able to fend them off, he was captured by lawmen before making it back to camp. After matching him to his wanted poster, he was quickly tried and sentenced to hang, his reputation ensuring a swift judgment.

On the day of his execution, Roscoe stood on the gallows, facing what he thought were his final moments. As the noose was placed around his neck, a commotion broke out in the crowd. A widow, clutching a young child to her chest, pushed and screamed her way to the front. Her eyes, filled with a mixture of grief and rage, locked onto Roscoe's. At that moment, he stared death in the face and saw the consequences of his violent life reflected in that widow's eyes. Just as the executioner reached for the lever, gunshots rang out. The Prewitt gang had come to his rescue once again, fighting their way through lawmen on their way out. In the chaos of the gunfire, Roscoe found himself unable to shake off the chill of being so close to death.

In the months that followed, as Roscoe nursed his wounds, he reflected on the first time he had truly feared for his life- and it was all because of a shootout he initiated. The chaotic energy that had driven him for so long began to fade, replaced by a more stoic demeanour. He started to question the toll of his actions-not out of remorse for his victims, but from a creeping weariness of the life he had chosen.

Over the course of a year, Roscoe's duties transitioned from being a gunman to being an enforcer, often seen with Rasmus outside of camp. He hasn't killed a soul since the day of the train robbery, instead relying on a cold exterior and size to deal with people, rather than bullets. By 1880, Roscoe’s ferocity lingered, but the man himself was different—quieter, calmer, and less willing to engage in unnecessary violence.

Family:
Thomas Scranton - Father [Deceased]
Marianne Scranton - Mother, employed as a maid in New York

Amos Scranton - Brother, employed as a lawman
Garrett Scranton - Brother, employed as a bounty hunter
Drew Scranton - Brother [Deceased]

Relationships: N/A

Character Questions

How old were they when they joined the Prewitt Gang? 17

How do they feel about William Marrell's death? "That kid was too soft for this life. Too naive. If it wasn't for Rasmus, he'd be dead a long time ago... but he was one of ours... and that's the thing about this life, it don't care if you're ready or not."

What do they think the group should do? Should they go good or stay outlaws? "My father once told me the only ways out for an outlaw are the noose or the bullet. Anything else is a fairytale... I made my choice a long time ago. Ain't no goin' back now."

How do they feel about the move they just went on? "It was necessary but... times like these, a man starts to wonder how many more moves he's got left in him before his luck runs out. Permanently."

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[FireMaiden]

WORK IN PROGRESS
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• Basics
• Appearance
• Personal Items
• Personality
• Background
• Character Questions
• Additional Information

• 
  Full Name:
  Everett Woods
  
  Alias:
  (No idea, suggestions?
  
  Nicknames:
  Doc, Gramps or Dad (often sarcastic)
  
  Age:
  54
  
  Gender:
  Male
  
  Sexuality:
  Heterosexual
  
  Relationship Status:
  Single, Divorced
  
  Role:
  Camp Doctor, Gunman
  
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  Height:
  6'2"
  
  Hair:
  White/Gray
  
  Eyes:
  Blue
  
  Distinguishing Features:
  The mustache
  Strong jawline
  
  Scars:
  Multiple scars from different injuries over his body, but nothing major
  
  Modifications:
  N/A
  
  Face Claim:
  Ron Pearlman
  
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  Weapon:
  Smith & Wesson Schofield Model 3 - Replacing his cattleman's revolver, he's had the "gift from a kind stranger" for a little over a year now. He likes it a bit more than his previous weapon.
  
  Winchester 1897 - A pump action shotgun. Simple as that, he's had it for years and the thing is still in pristine condition. He's a fan of close combat too, so it's a better fit than most rifles for him.
  
  Evans Repeater - A gun Everett doesn't use too often, it still serves its purpose and the gang more often than not. It's better for certain jobs he's asked on, and the few times he's used it to defend camp when the shotgun would have been too damaging.
  
  Hoss - Not a weapon in a traditional sense, Hoss is a dog. Hoss is a big, 4 year old male Anatolian Shepard that Everett found a few years ago when he was just a pup. The man took him back to camp and spent day and night training him to be a guard dog. He's a big ol' teddy bear to the gang, fiercely loyal to all them, and is one hell of a guard dog. He's often hanging around with the Doc or camp guards, and proved himself extremely reliable when he was 3. Defended one of the members of the hunting party from a pack of very hungry wolves, fought of 5 of them before they turned tail and ran back into the woods. He's also great at getting ahold of people and holding them down for someone to finish off.
  
  Horse:
  Blue is a large, 14 year old gray Draft horse stallion. He's a calm, resilient horse Everett bought a few years ago when his previous horse Roach passed away. Yes, he's not very good at naming his horses. Anyway, he's powerful and quick, and often very vocal as he's got a flare for the dramatic. Complaining for fun, as he does whatever he's needed to do without real protest. He doesn't mind when other people ride him, but he's still very loyal to the Doc.
  
  Notable Items:
  Chess Set - An old, beaten up, hand carved chess set that has definitely seen better days. It was something his grandfather gave his father, and his father gave to him, it's nearly 100 years old. He'll play it occasionally, either by himself or with others, but it's his most prized possession.
  
  His Jacket - His jacket is a simple suede toggle jacket, but it was gifted to him by his wife's family. He's cherishes the jacket, always wearing it no matter the weather, he takes extremely good care of it.
  
  A collection of letters - They're the letters he received from his wife while they were courting each other, he rereads them from time to time. He still adds to the collection occasionally when she writes to him.
  
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  Likes:
  Cigars, whiskey, sunset, the smell of pine, sleeping under the stars, horses, good soap, robbing coaches
  
  Dislikes:
  Carrots, people going directly against his advice, wet boots, wet socks, wet clothes in general, his beard getting too long
  
  Hobbies:
  Poker
  Rolling cigars
  Fishing
  
  Vices/Virtues: 3+ each with one sentence explaining how it shows in your character's personality, or you can write out a personality in paragraph form!
  
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  History: Give a brief overview of your character's history from childhood to the present!
  Family: Optional (you can list your character's family members and their connections to them/the gang if you'd like)
  Relationships: Any important relationships that are worth mentioning (not other player characters yet)
  
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  How old were they when they joined the Prewitt Gang?
  How do they feel about William Marrell's death?
  What do they think the group should do? Should they go good or stay outlaws?
  How do they feel about the move they just went on?
  
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  Feel free to add anything to the sheet that you feel is important for your character! If you have any questions feel free to PM me or tag me in the OOC! Happy character creating~
  

 

[Rumble Fish]

"It's them bastards who demand you get up after they beat you down who need the biggest lesson."​

Alias: “The she-wolf”

Nicknames: None, but accepts most

Age: 35

Gender: Female

Sexuality: bisexual

Relationship status: Single, widow

Role: Gunwoman, hunter

Appearance

Height: 5’8

Hair: Dirty blonde

Eyes: Blue.

Distinguishing Features: Large and dark eyebrows despite being a blonde. Piercing eyes. A notch in her right ear.

Scars: A knife scar down her right cheek, multiple whip scars on her back and

Modifications: Piercing in her good ear

Face Claim: Patricia Arquette

Personal Items

Weapon:

• A well maintained hunting knife.
• Smith & Wesson Model 3 revolver- Stolen off of a farmer she once held up.
• 1860 Henry Repeating Rifle- Her father's rifle
• Winchester Model 1890- Primarily used for hunting small game.

Mule: Dan, a large 20 year old bay mule Bo uses to carry extra game back to the gang. Despite his age, he is sure footed and Bo loves him dearly and ensures he is not overworked. He was Bo's previous mount before getting Pepper, but she could not bear to sell him. And unlike what is thought of mules, Dan is good natured and stoic, always doing his job as best he can.

Horse: Pepper, a 7 year old siler dapple pinto Missouri foxtrotter mare. Bo obtained Pepper, after a heavy night of drinking in the local saloon where she found the young mare being abusively manhandled by wranglers. Seeing the mare put up such an impressive fight (and seeing a bit of herself in the animal), Bo saved Pepper from being shot by taking the horse by force.

Notable Items:

• A woven bracelet made for her by Joanna, she never takes it off.
• Her large, black duster coat that looks a little too high-quality to be worn by an outlaw- owned by Dominic.
• Her wedding ring, worn around her neck from a chain
• A black bandanna hung around her neck
• A large belt buckle on her holster with a wolf engraved on it.

Personality:
Bo is a relatively laconic woman who sometimes has very little to say, and is often seen doing something away from the gang such as hunting or chasing down a bounty. It is not uncommon for the woman to disappear for days at a time, roaming the wilds in search of fresh game or sometimes just wanting to have a little time to herself. However despite her solitary nature, Bo is warm and open to those she is close to and is endlessly loyal to people she holds dear and despite her seemingly cold stance, you can rely on her to be there when she is needed. Despite the warmth she shows to her "family" the woman is distrustful towards strangers and often holds them to a high standard, and she is not quick to let go of a grudge, even among the gang's ranks. She is unwilling to allow even the implication of harm to come to the gang, sometimes leading her to act first and think secondly, something she is thankfully growing out of from what she was before coming to the gang. Despite this, Bo is sometimes prone to outbursts of anger but they are swiftly regretted to a fault. She takes her role as hunter very seriously, and despite this profession, cares deeply for animals and will become angry at a needlessly cruel death.

Likes:

• The outdoors
• Her “family”
• Reading/writing by the campfire or candle light.
• Playing her guitar.
• A good whiskey
• Long hunting trips
• Children
• Venison
• Living against the grain
• Thunderstorms

Dislikes:

• Small spaces (claustrophobic)
• Fire (mildly pyrophobic but can cope with campfires and torches)
• Men she does not know (men within the gang are exempt unless given reason)
• Disorder
• People being brutalised unnecessarily
• A lack of freedom
• The law
• Harming families
• Harm to animals

Hobbies:

• Writing
• Reading
• Guitar playing
• Hunting

Vices:
Bo enjoys her drink, and is sometimes prone to going overboard during a gathering or after a botched job. She keeps it under wraps as much as she can and is aware of this vice. It was kept at bay moreso during her stint as a family-woman but resurfaced with a vengeance following several traumantic events. Regardless, Bo does what she can to keep tabs on her intake, however she does bristle when challenged about it, wanting to manage it herself as to not become a burden to the gang. Bo is also sometimes triggered by small spaces, or fire due to her previous expriences which can lead to her becoming irrational and needs to be pulled back in.

Virtues:
If there’s one thing you cannot accuse Bo of being, its selfish. Having been through the pains she has been and heard the stories from others, the woman is empathetic to a fault and despite her somewhat prickly exterior, she had a particular soft spot for the youngsters in the gang and does what she can to prepare them for the future. Bo is hardworking and often refuses to simply lay down and rest, even when sick or injured. She ensures that she pulls her full weight and will chastise those who do not. And despite everything, she tries to keep a good moral code, no matter how hard it gets.

Background
History:

Bo MacGregor was only five when her family emigrated from Scotland to the United States. Her family arrived with very little but did everything they could to make their dream come to life. Her father, Gordon worked on a ranch while her mother, Jean became the local school’s teaching assistant before becoming a teacher fully. Bo’s childhood was simple enough, despite the massive culture shock and still has not lost much of her Scottish burr when she speaks.

As she grew older, she began to work alongside her father on the Landon Ranch, where she learned the value of a good day’s labour. During this time, Bo wrote short stories and illustrated the landscape and animals around the ranch. This attracted the attention of both Joseph Landon, the ranch’s owner and his son Dominic “Dom” Landon. After some time, Bo and Dom began courting, and Joseph, impressed with Bo’s education and creativity brought her on board as one of the ranch’s accountants, elevating her status and ensuring comfort for her parents.

By the age of 19, Bo and Dom were married and blessed with a little girl, Joana who inherited her mother’s eyes and smarts, and her father’s dark hair and grand sense of humor. The girl grew up on the ranch, and began to learn at the school where her grandmother taught. For years, everything was peaceful.

One night, when Joanah was six, the ranch was the victim of a vile siege. The barn was blown apart, the animals were slain, and the staff and family were either slaughtered or forced to flee. One of the slain was Dominic, who fought valiantly to protect his wife and child but was overwhelmed and butchered. Bo herself fought viciously, fuled by maternal rage and dispair over the loss of her beloved. Until she was finally subdued by the thugs, she had killed many of them. But in the madness of the siege, Joana was snatched from her bed and all Bo could do was watch as the child was taken away… she has never seen Joana since.

Things became worse for Bo, as the thugs, not satisfied with simply killing her, took her far from her home and shut her in an outhouse in the woods for weeks, only letting her out to be tortured or worse. They wanted the combination for the ranch’s money- something Bo never released. Eventually, after weeks of torment, something snapped within the woman. And during one of these “sessions”, she attacked her assailant in an attack the newspaper akined to “a savage wolf attack” and was able to flee to the nearest town.

Having been surrounded by reasonale authority figues, Bo was hopeful the local law would take down the thugs who had stolen her home and family. To her dismay, the crooked sheriff rebuked her story as “hysteria” and insinuated that Bo needed to be institutionalized. Bo was broken by this revelation, only for it to become fury when she learned from others that particular sheriff was the grandfather of the Darkwood Ranch, a neighbouring ranch that the Landon Ranch had been rivals with due to the former’s failure to thrive which was unfairly blamed on the latter. Enraged, Bo murdered the sherrif two days later, shooting him in the forehead as he drank his morning coffee. It was here that Bo MacGregor reluctantly embraced the life of an outlaw, named by the public as “the She-Wolf” due to the savagery of both killings of the men.

For five years, Bo aimlessly wandered the west, keeping herself fed by robbing travellers and channeling her anger by hunting game and selling their pelts for petty cash, only to drink it away on trains, in saloons or just a bottle stolen from a drunk on the street. The woman was a bitter, angry husk of her former self almost never writing anymore. Never illustrating. Never speaking unless it was to hiss a threat of castration or a slit throat to get what she wanted. The woman practically gave up. Without her Dom, or her Joanna it almost felt as though life was not worth it. All that kept Bo going was the ever slim hope that Joanna may still be out there.

It was one summer at twilight that Bo’s luck finally seemed to turn. She had been tailing a bison boar for days, and had finally come to claim what she thought hers. But as she crouched in the bushes, she spotted two men, unknown to her stalking the same bison. With their youth and clear inexperience, Bo knew the bison would suffer a needless death and their work would be for naught. So, not caring how they may respond, she took her shot. The bison roared as it went down, fresh blood bubbling from its lung shot and died before it hit the ground. Bo charged the bison and stood up on its carcass, gun drawn and demanding the men flee and find their own game, partially hoping for them to become enraged and shoot her dead and out an end to her misery.

But much to the woman’s shock, the men… laughed good heartedly. They had not expected her to appear so joked that they at first thought she might have been a black bear with the speed she charged from the trees, and yet, they would prefer the bear. Despite herself, Bo was able to find the funny side, despite still aiming the gun’s muzzle right at them. The men struck Bo a bargain. If she were to share her kill with them, they would pay her for the meat. Over the hours, Bo’s guard began to wane as they butchered the carcass. By the sunrise, they gathered the meat, pelt and trinkets and, despite her reservations, she accepted the men’s offer to accompany them back to their camp. She felt it was worth it for a warm meal next to a campfire.

That night was seven years ago, and since then Bo has fully intergrated into the gang, finding that sense of stability and comradery that had been sorely missed. Her bitterness and hostility faded, replaced with a deep sense of loyalty. However, scars still run deep. She will never completely trust strange men again, and no matter what you say she will never believe in the law. Bo still prays that somehow, her daughter is still out there somewhere and whenever the gang move, she privately hopes that maybe this time, they may find each other.

Family:

• Gordon MacGregor- Father (Deceased prior to the siege)
• Jean MacGregor- Mother (missing, presumed dead)
• Joseph Landon- Father-in-law (Deceased, killed during the siege)
• Mary Landon- Mother-in-law (Deceased, never met)
• Dominic "Dom" Landon- Husband (Deceased-,killed during the siege)
• Joanna- Daughter (Abducted, location and status unknown, hoped to be alive)

Relationships: TBA

Character Questions
How old were they when they joined the Prewitt Gang?
28

How do they feel about William Marrell's death?
Bo was disturbed and saddened by William’s death, at how such a young life was snuffed out so suddenly. She feels she could have talked him out of going on that robbery, but knows deep down she could not have done much. She has held a grudge against Rasmus for allowing it but keeps that thought private.

What do they think the group should do? Should they go good or stay outlaws?
Bo is deeply conflicted over this. On the one hand she wants to maintain the course, knowing the law is never to be trusted at any time by anyone. On the other hand, she is unsure how much longer they can keep going.

How do they feel about the move they just went on?
Bo feels it was the right move... besides, moving to a new place might lead to Joanna. But she is not getting her hopes up.