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The Old Ranger

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    Stormwolfe

About The Old Ranger

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    The Old Ranger
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    01/01/1800
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The Old Ranger is a generic storyteller character to be used by anyone that wants to set up a scene, something told by a narrator not one of the characters.

Please use him wisely!

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Recent Posts

  1. The Old Ranger
    From inside the bunkhouse, Brendan probably heard a few gripes and cursewords from a few of the hands who might have awakened from the door slamming like that. But most slept right thu it, when you work as hard as a typical cowhand you get tired and it takes a lot to disturb one's sleep. The newcomer was wrong though in his assumption everyone had been asleep.  As Connelly sat there pondering, the cowhands' outhouse door creaked open and out came one of the cowpokes.
     
    Billy was buttoning his trousers, the lone item of clothing he had on, he was also barefoot. But then it was August and certainly wasn't about to sleep in the long underwear he wore during colder times. He had gotten up a bit earlier than Brendan but had been more quiet about it. He had learned not to irritate some of the hands, a wise habit considering his youth compared to the other men. Billy was eighteen but didn't even look that, he still hadn't even needed to shave thus far. Which didn't bother him none, seemed like a mess of effort. And Billy had always been a bit on the lazy side.
     
    As he then padded back toward the bunkhouse, he couldn't help but notice the jasper sitting there on the front steps. The newest hand....he had heard the foreman mention the guy's name but in all honesty forgot what it was. Nonplussed though, for Billy was - especially for Evergreen cowhands - a good natured friendly sort, he lifted one hand in a 'hi' gesture.
     
    "Mornin', gonna be another scorcher I reckon, still beats to hell a Montana winter don't it?" he grinned.
     

    (ooc: Ignore the blood trickle, best pic I could find that fit. He's in fine health 
  2. The Old Ranger
    “Doc Boone, you point 'em out, we’ll try ‘em back in Kalispell.” Speed added. “You let me know what more I can do.”
     
    “That sir, will be my pleasure, dregs that they are. They need to taste justice, by God!” Boone was angry, but he had a right to be. “We’re right close to bein’ ready to get these folks out of here The Studebaker wagon’s upright and has horse hitched to it. Folks from Kalispell are more than ready to get these folks to home and settled.”
     
    “I believe the good Doctor Danforth and I have these folks ready to travel whenever the others are ready.” Boone stated.
     
    Tag @Wayfarer
  3. The Old Ranger
    Briton Harris wanted to help when the call came for aid to Whitefish, and he had come with the group from Kalispell, but he could only do so much...an injury from working in the lumber mill had left him with a bad limp and a weak arm, making it difficult to do much.
     
    So, he was staying with the wagons, he knew what was where, and was able to help distribute and keep track of things.  When he heard the call for Addy, he glanced around the coach, nodding to Barnabas.
     
    "Miz Addy's out lookin' for a mule or something.  Can I help you, Mr. Pike?"
     
    @Flip
  4. The Old Ranger
    "Is there anyone who needs immediate attention?  Otherwise, we can start working on the logistics."

    Probably the most urgent would be to get that wagon upright. I’ve noticed that some of the horses have started to return, and they’ll be a great help.
     
    Already, people from the relief effort were coming in with stew, biscuits and fresh water, and soon they would have a fire going to heat coffee.

    “You folks have been a God send.” Boone began. “The scum of this town! Taking advantage where ever they can, Food women, doesn’t seem to matter to them, already killed some men who stood against them, It’ll be good to get shut of this place!” His anger was evident, but his exhaustion tempered it
     
    "You, son," he indicated a boy who was sitting with what looked to be his family, "go find Marshal Guyer and have him come here."  The boy nodded and ran off.

  5. The Old Ranger
    “Yes, yes of course. Well, as you can see we’ve been able to put together some simple lean to’s for the injured.” Doc Boone began, “I if you’ll follow me I’ll show you the church and what the ladies were able to do. Thank God he spared his house, though the hotel might have served us better it did provide us with a number of blankets.”

    Inside the church it now resembled a ward at a hospital, the pews converted to beds, and realigned to make room for pads on the floor, and all of them full. The phrase ‘no room at the inn’ taking on a new meaning, but showcasing the valiant efforts of the ladies of Whitefish.

    “They have done a remarkable job, Doctor, but it has not been safe for them. The dregs who inhabited the saloon have preyed upon them even in broad daylight with impunity since Marshal Steelgrave has been down. But they have perservered.”

    Tag @Bongo
  6. The Old Ranger
    Croft smiled and handed the sales contract over to Guyer, "Just take your time going through that and when you're done just sign it at the bottom."
     
    When Guyer had finished, Croft nodded, "Now all we need is the payment and I can fill in the receipt and sign it."
     
    After the transaction had been completed, Croft handed over the receipt, "Congratulations, Marshal on buying your first office here in Kalispell.  If there is anything else you would like us to take care, please do not hesitate to drop in."
     
    @Flip
  7. The Old Ranger
    The snow was slow to melt and it had been deep, just about to the belly of most of the horses in town. So it had been over most of the hubs on wagons, buckboards and buggies which required digging out a path wide enough for the wheeled conveyances and the horses.
    But melt down it did, and with almost everyone in town pitching in with the shoveling of the street as well as the boardwalks they were ready to mount a serious rescue mission. Marshal Guyer organized it as best he could, enlisting most every able bodied man or woman. First on that list was Addy, he also enlisted every available wagon besides Addy’s.
     
    A week had passed before the procession rolled out of Kalispell praying the trail to Whitefish was clear enough to allow them to pass. It was cold, but the sun shown brightly as was helping, a mile out of town they came upon the first stragglers from Whitefish who notified the cavalcade of the dead the littered the trail just ahead of them. They also relayed stories of horror and of bravery, from looting by the outlaws to care administered in town and along the way.
     
    Of the greatest concern were the survivors still in Whitefish. Of which they were told were many, a number of men, but specifically the women and children that had remained behind for one reason or another. Marshall Guyer insured that the food that was brought along was shared, along with the coffee that was carried in anything that could be capped except for glass.
     
    It was a ragtag affair, but the citizens of Kalispell were on a mission of mercy and fully intended to rescue all those that were stranded.
     
    Meanwhile in Whitefish, every effort by those who remained to right the Studebaker failed. Food supplies dwindled rapidly as there were not a lot that survived the storm and sickness was beginning to take hold while a few of the outlaws began to take liberties with the stranded, especially the women, and with Marshal Steelgrave down from his head injury there was no one to stop them.
     
    Tag @Players
     
  8. The Old Ranger
    As Croft waited for Guyer to return, he mused over what else he could offer the man.  Always on the lookout for ways he could expand the bank's services, Croft wondered if Guyer and his partners would be interested in setting up some sort of investment service where people could buy shares in the mining company.  He jotted down some notes and put them into the file belonging to Guyer.  Now, would not be a good time but he would make sure he bought it up in the future.
     
    By the time, he had finished writing his notes, Luke had entered the office to hand him the contract for the sale of the building.  It was a standard sale contract that they had on hand with room for the necessary particulars to be added.  It had been much easier to get one of these contracts printed and then used them as they were needed.
     
    After giving the contract an in-depth going over, Croft was satisfied.  All that was needed was the signatures and a receipt that would be written as soon as the deal was done.  Now, he just had to wait until Guyer returned.
     
    @Flip
  9. The Old Ranger
    Croft shook his head, "No need for me to go over with you while you take a look at the building.  It's probably better if you take your time to make sure everything is to your liking. Hate to go through all this and find out later on that it didn't come up to scratch."
     
    He pulled open one of the drawers in his desk and pulled out a set of keys, "Here you go and when you're finished just bring them back.  We can talk over terms then as it will gives us some time to get the paperwork ready just in case you do want to buy.  I know you're a busy man, so I don't want this to take any longer than needed either."
     
    Handing the keys over to Guyer, Croft smiled, "It will be a great boon to Kalispell to have such a prestigious firm such as yours here in town."
     
    @Flip
  10. The Old Ranger
    Stanley Croft looked up from the paperwork he had been doing. "Good morning Marshal.  Please take a seat."
     
    As he waited for Guyer to be seated, he continued, "Yes, Luke mentioned that you were interested in the building near the White Rose.  Is there anything in particular you would like to know about the building or shall we just get down to the terms of sale?"
     
    @Flip

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