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About Barnabas Pike

  • Kalispell Deputy Marshal

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  • Role
    Main Character
  • Playby
    Ben Foster
  • Full Name
    Barnabas John Pike
  • Goes By
    Pronto
  • Profession
    Top-Hand
  • Position
    Looking for work
  • Birth Date
    09/24/1843
  • Status
    Single
  • Height
    5' 10"
  • Hair Color
    Dirty Red
  • Eye Color
    Brown

Physical Description

pronto-pike.jpgStands 5'10", lean of build with dirty red hair, a scraggly beard of a lighter shade, brown eyes.

Pike wears a double-breasted white leather swallow tail coat, which resembles his Civil War frock coat over a nondescript grey shirt. For trousers, he wears Mexican style Vaquero trousers of a supple dyed red roughout leather, with silver buttons running the length of his legs.

He wears crossed gun belts with a pair of  4 3/4 .44 Smith and Wesson Russian pistols.

Traits & Characteristics

  • Fair and honest. (+)
  • Tough when trouble comes. (-/+)
  • True to his given word or handshake. Rides for the brand. (+)
  • When forced is merciless. (-)

General Personality

Barnabas Pike earned the nic-name "Pronto" from his oldest brother Sam due to his quick temper. However, somewhere along the line the war and subsequent life experiences seasoned his temper, enabling him to hold it in check.

Though good with his guns, he never killed a man he had not forewarned.

Known as a top hand, but also for his tenacity in all matters. A man to have on your side when push comes to shove. However, he can be friendly. Actually responsive in a positive manner to those he considers friends, which historically has been few. The other side of that coin would be that Pronto could be lethal when called upon to defend his friends, the man he rides for or the company that employs him without hesitation.

Employment

Employment Details
Dish washer at the Lickskillet Cafe, Deputy Town Marshal

Professional Skills

  • Above average cowhand. Excellent horseman. Top teamster. Above average tracker.
  • Cow Puncher, Former Pony Express Rider, former Confederate Calvary Officer, former Texas Ranger "Minuteman," former Shotgun Guard, Hired Gun.

Expertise

Self Defense
Pike is deadly with either handgun.

Aliases / Nicknames

Pronto

Residense(s)

Current Residence

Boarding House, buildinng a ranch

Place of Birth
Crockett, Texas

Kith & Kin

| FAMILY |

Father: John Henry Pike ~ deceased

Mother: Martha Anne Jackson (Pike) ~ Deceased

Brother(s)

  • Samual Dirk Pike
  • Silas James Pike

Sister: Maryanne Marie Pike

Pronto's parents were killed by Indians, his brothers and sister had vanished upon his return from the war.

|NON-FAMILIAL CONNECTIONS |

Friends

None at this time, new in town.

Foes
None at this time, but, it's early yet.

Life Events

1843 ~ 1853

Barnabas was born into a family of five, a sister a year older than he, two brothers, one four, Silas and one six, Samuel. The Pikes had a fair sized ranch outside Crockett Texas where John Pike raised cattle and farmed some. Barnabas' childhood was about normal for the time period, with the exception of his temper which showed up about the age of five.

He was in the saddle by six, and a fair hand by the age of ten. Fighting Indians. He was fearless, fighting his brothers regularly, most times in defense of his sister, who he loved dearly.

1854 ~ 1859

During this period Pronto learned more of weapons handling and usage against not just the Comanche and Apache, but desperados from both sides of the border. Also during this span, it was becoming clear, Barnabas Pike was a rider to be reckoned with. He was winning most of the races he entered. And, at local contests his roping, bronc riding skills were hard to beat. Aside from his temper, he was becoming the man his father and brothers wanted. But there was trouble brewing, trouble that would divide a nation, and many a family.

1860

Talk of secession was spreading throughout the South. John Pike was against the war solely because taking the men meant the homestead would be left undefended. Neither waring tribes were at bay. But for seventeen-year-old Barnabas Pike, it was exciting, the chance for fame and glory.

1861 ~ 1865

Of an evening, Barnabas rode out to meet a group of young men headed for Saint Louis Missouri with the plan to join the Confederate army. But life has a way of changing plans for folks. Seeing a sign in a window advertising for wiry young men to ride for the fledgling Pony Express.

Within three days he was riding out of Saint Louis for a place called San Francisco California. A long arduous task of riding, changing mounts and riding. Day and night, in any weather. But he loved it. Even the close calls with hostiles.

On his return trip, disaster struck, outside Carson City, Utah Territory, when his mount tumbled down a ravine and Pronto was seriously injured. He hobbled into a settlement called Mormon Station (Genoa) where he recuperated and when fully mended, returned to Texas to join the Confederate Army. He ran into some recruits from the 8th Texas Cavalry, known as Terry's Texas Rangers, and immediately fell in with them, joining the next morning.

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The Terry Rangers distinguished themselves at the battles of Shiloh (April 6–8, 1862), Perryville (October 8, 1862), Murfreesboro (December 31, 1862–January 2, 1863), Chickamauga (September 19–20, 1863), and Chattanooga (November 24–25, 1863); in the Atlanta campaign (May 1–September 2, 1864); and as raiders in Kentucky and Tennessee under Lt. Gen. Nathan Bedford Forrest. The Rangers were also part of the inadequate force under Gen. Joseph E. Johnston that attempted to slow Maj. Gen. William T. Sherman's inexorable "march to the sea" during the final months of the war. Terry's Rangers delivered what was probably the last charge of the Army of Tennessee at the battle of Bentonville (March 19–20, 1865). Rather than surrender with the rest of Johnston's army at Durham Station, North Carolina, on April 26, 1865, 158 of the reported 248 survivors of the regiment slipped through Union lines to join other Confederates yet in the field. With the total collapse of the Southern cause, however, the Terry Rangers drifted home as individuals and in small groups, having never officially surrendered.

1865 ~ 1875

1865 returning to Texas after the war he found the family ranch burned and his parents killed by Comanches. Though he could well have restarted the ranch, Pronto drifted and joined the Texas Rangers as a "Minuteman."  He took a job as a shotgun guard with Waddell and Mitchell, freighters out of Lampasas, Texas.

Tiring of that in 1866 he drifted west into New Mexico and Arizona working as a cowboy as he went. He hired on as a wrangler for a small ranch embattled against a much larger spread which lasted some three months before he rode out, after shooting three men for rustling cattle. He signed on in Colorado, then Montana, and finally Utah as a wrangler with a gun, and all of these riding jobs were concerned with range wars. He worked in Utah for grub, ammunition and a saddle. Then he rode the grub line south into Nevada.

By the fall of 1870 Pronto arrived in Virginia City Nevada. He hired on with the Sheriff's Office as a deputy.  The job was all but uneventful, at least in contrast to his recent past. He met Julia Dey who taught fifth grade at the 4th Ward School at the south end of town. He resided for a brief period at the International Hotel before obtaining a cabin just south of the Divide, an area between Virginia City and Gold Hill. A quarter of a mile from the school where Miss Dey taught.

He and Julia became more than friends and were engaged on Christmas Eve of 1871. Their plans were to marry in the late spring, but pneumonia took her life in mid-February. Pronto stayed on and developed a taste for poker. It was during one of these forays at the Delta Saloon that his luck changed dramatically.

Holding three deuces, Pronto Pike bucked the odds and won a one-third share in the Yellow Jacket Mine. Knowing that the Yellow Jacket employed "security men," it would only be a short time before they came calling to reclaim his one-third ownership. He registered his share and went directly to the Yellow Jacket offices in Gold Hill, where he laid out his warnings to Captain T.G. Taylor, the mine superintendent. Pike continued to work as a deputy and the Yellow Jacket quietly paid his one-third share into the Wells Fargo Bank. By the middle of March Pronto had strapped on this chaps, turned in his badge, and rode off to the west and the promise of a new start in California.

California was not the future he had hoped for and so he rode the grub line south-east into Arizona where his knack for finding range problems got him hired on with a small outfit outside of Tombstone, an up and coming mining camp.

Pronto's guns came into play and on several occasions leaving a pair of outlaws dead and three others wounded. He became a marked man over the incident and was on guard the two and one-half months he stayed on.

1874 ~ Present

Pike drifted north again. Retracing his back trail to Virginia City. He stayed on the Comstock long enough to visit Julia's grave, pay his respects around town then down to Gold Hill. Captain Taylor received him cordially and tipped him of a big strike in Montana.  But he had no desire to ride that far north, but Captain Taylor also told him of an up and coming quiet little town in that same Montana, Kalispell. Pronto turned his horse north.

Character Notes

Education Details

Possible the 8th grade
Languages Spoken:

English, some Spanish, Apache, and Comanche

Animals
A hammerhead roan, Chestnut with white flecks

Hammerhead - A stubborn mean-spirited horse
Roan - Having a chestnut, bay, or sorrel coat thickly sprinkled with white or gray

Character Concept:
Pronto Pike, gunfight reenactor. Partially stolen from Louis L'Amour's character of the same name in the novel Hanging Woman Creek. The first one of his I read.

Player Notes

His 1/3 share from the Yellow Jacket mine paid handsomely. And the payments, now transferred to the Kalispell bank, made Barnabas Pike a wealthy man by any standard, yet the wealth failed to change him.

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Recent Posts

  1. Barnabas Pike
    "Miss Emily, how radiant you look!" Dutton exclaimed, as he was prone to do. "A ray of sunshine in this vast wilderness called Montana. And the Shepherds Pie is beyond compare."
     
    It was simply his way. There was no fraud in his statements and many could attest. If Dutton Peabody Esquire did not like someone or something, he left no doubt, especially politics. It had often been said that he was a blowhard. That his tales of Washington DC were fabricated through an addled mind.
     
    He had been all of the things that he stated he was, and his claims of nearly being appointed to the Supreme Court were true. They had been verified more than once, yet not in Kalispell. There really was no reason.He touted his legal background, but staunchly refused to practice law.
     
    "Once in Hodgenville, Kentucky, Abraham Lincoln's birthplace, I chanced to have a pie, nearly as good as this, yes, nearly, but your crust is far superior." He looked at Barnabas with a quick side glance, "And this one, why Miss Emily, you must seize him and take him to Pastor Gideon Evans and marry him up as quickly as you can!" He smiled widely, then took another bite of the pie.

    @Bongo
  2. Barnabas Pike
    "I accept your not-apology," Emeline chuckled, taking his hand and giving it a quick squeeze.  "Soon, it won't matter, and for now, you can not apologize any time you like!  And by all means, rescue poor Clara!"

    Pike was grinning, “Mighty big of you ma’am, an’ sure enough it ain’t gonna matter an iota real soon now.
     
    She gave him a quick kiss on the cheek.  "Give me five minutes."  She closed the door then quickly donned the layers of clothing that made up a 'simple' skirt and blouse.  Tossing a short cape over her shoulders, she then trotted down the stairs to the kitchen.
     
     Pike headed back down the stairs and over to the table where Dutton Peabody awaited him, as did his food, which had cooled some by then. He watched Em cross the room weaving between the rough hewn tables and chairs to where Clara was.
  3. Barnabas Pike
    "Reckon I should apologize for that, but I ain't gonna." He said quietly. "But I'm thinking it'd be best was you to put on some clothes and I'll meet you down stairs." He smiled. "Just for supper, mine's likely cold by now anyways, but like I said, I left ol' Dutton Peabody with Clara, which ain't hardly fair."
     
    He looked at her, his hands still gently grasping her shoulders. "I love you, Em, an' you're safe now. Trust that." And he reluctantly released her.
    @Bongo
  4. Barnabas Pike
    ""If you would be so kind and collect this gentleman's gun belt. His companion was...unable...to remove his, so you may want to collect it also."
     
    "Well, well, what have we here?" Two more for the hoosgow?" Pike asked as he stripped  Greer of his belt and holster, then picked up the other one.
     
    "You pressin' charges, Quentin?" Speed asked, not knowing what the man had in mind. "If you don't then I will. Looks to me like the Circuit Judge'll have his hands full whenever he gets here." It would be a case load, that was for sure.
     
    "Okay, Billy is it? Pick him up an' walk ahead of me to Marshal's office. Believe we've on cell left that should do nicely." Pike looked at Quentin. "Nice piece of work Cantrell!" He shove Billy and the stunned Greer toward the jail. "Interrupted my dinner, ya did, I don't take to kindly to that."
    @Longshot@Wayfarer
  5. Barnabas Pike
    "Except then he was going to shoot you, and..."  Huffing, she squared her shoulders.  "I was having none of that!  He has no idea how hard it is to find a good dish washer in this god-forsaken territory!"
     
    At that, she started to laugh, perhaps a bit hysterically, as the tension started to release...

    Barnabas felt the mood break with her laughter which, infected him as well and they both laughed together. “Ain’t that the truth! Reckon they never figured on dealin’ with a dishwasher neither. Nor a derringer totin’ business woman!” If it was possible, his relief was so overwhelming, that he pulled her to him and, without warning, kissed her full on the mouth.
    @Bongo
  6. Barnabas Pike
    Stepping back, she sniffled and wiped her tears, then folded her arms around herself.  "I'm all right."  She gave Barnabas a half-smile.  "I'm not happy about any of it, of course, but things like that will happen, I suppose."  Sighing, she shrugged.  "I just feel...I don't know...unsettled?  As if I should be doing something, but I don't know what."

    "What’s there to be happy about, 'ceptin’ we’re both here to be unhappy about what happened.” He said softly. “Things like this do happen out here. That’s a fact of life we deal with, but those men were not from around here, wanted in several places, but not in Montana. You’ll see, things will slip back to normal and life in Kalispell will go on like always, slow and dull."

    There was all that excess adrenaline, with no place to vent, and it was making her shaky, at least until it wore off completely and she 'crashed'.

    “You’ll remember this, it’ll be with you a while. Can’t be nothin’ else. But you got me, this café, the folks you know. You’re strong Em, real strong. This will pass, I promise.”
     
    @Bongo
     
  7. Barnabas Pike
    Up until she actually opened the door, she'd been doing a pretty good job of controlling her emotions, but as soon as she laid eyes on Barnabas, the tears started to flow, and she threw propriety to the wind and pushed into his arms.
     
    Barnabas stepped back with one leg the buoy himself against her as he was totally unprepared for her actions. Not that holding her was anything but pleasure. “Easy girl, I gotcha. You’re safe.” He said in low, loving tones as he held her close. “Nuthin’ for ya to fear. All’s quiet. Them we caught are locked up, tight.” He assured her. “We might step inside, or I can wait out here till ya dress some.” He suggested, his tone not wavering.
     
    It was what they called a trauma, hers was a natural reaction to the expected by the unexpected. He could feel his anger rising, that someone would do this to here, it was quelled by the knowledge that yes, they had those responsible in custody, and they would be dealt with.
     
    “Or, we can stand right here as long as you want. Ain’t like we’re out in public. I’ll hold you til the cows come home, and be glad of it.” He assured her, and nuzzled the side of her head with his.
    @Bongo
     
  8. Barnabas Pike
    "Well, see that you don't. I'll be back directly." The Deputy stated, then turned and crossed the room,  mounting the staircase and climbed, taking two steps at a time. As he suspected the door was closed, so he rapped gently, "Em? It's me, Barnabas." He didn't just open the door, no he would wait in the event she might not be fully dressed.
     
    Funny thing, he thought, that had never stopped him before, but this was far different than any other time with any other female. This was the woman he would marry in just a few weeks, or was it days. At the moment, he was not too sure of anything, but the bank robbers that survived were locked away, and the woman he loved was safe.
    @Bongo
  9. Barnabas Pike
    Clara spotted the deputy enter the place accompanied by a disheveled man..oh, yes, the town drunk. How sad that drink brought a man to that state. One more argument to stay away from the evils of alcohol. She headed over there as Pike seated the derelict.
     
    "Hello Deputy, are you here to order something or do you wish to talk to Miss Emeline?" she greeted him.

    “Yes, on both accounts. Mister Peabody will be eating as well, whatever today’s special is, and coffee, hot coffee.” Pike said.
     
    "She was pretty shook up by the events of the day so I suggested she go upstairs and I would see to the place til closing. I am certain she would not mind you going up."
     
    “Well then, hold my special till I get back down. I won’t keep her too long, just to see how she”s doing.” He looked to Dutton, “Best behavior Dutton, absolute best, or she has my permission to hit you with s skillet!”
     
    “Never have I ever molested a woman by hand or verbiage, you may rely on that. Just not something I would do. I was a jurist in the fine state of Virginia before the secession. Bound for the Supreme Court of the United States, had the states remained United, but no, that could not happen and I, a loyal Unionist, was denied the position due to the state in which I resided for fear I, Dutton Peabody Esquire, would think to take up arms against the Union. Preposterous! I shall remain a model of decorum.”

    @Wayfarer
  10. Barnabas Pike
    AFTERMATH
     
    With Dutton Peabody in tow, the jail and office doors locked, Pronto Pike, sworn Deputy of Kalispell Montana escorted his former prisoner up to the Lickskillet Cafe to have dinner after a long day. With Speed out on the trail of the last of the bank robbers he was in charge of the law in town.
     
    It seemed funny to see the town marshal badge laying on the desk, but Speed had no jurisdiction past the town limits. So, he was acting as a concerned citizen in the matter, knowing no one in Kalispell would mind the methods used to bring in the last one.
     
    He opened the door and stepped inside, then led Peabody to a vacant table and sat him down. Then he looked for Emeline but dd not see her, perhaps the ordeal of the robbery was a bit much for her. He did , however see Clara walking toward them.
     
    May not be the best of conditions, but he would take them! Peabody, of course, looked a fright, but he was well known in town , as were his habits. They also knew his wild claims, verbatim, of who he had been in his glory days before the war.

    @Wayfarer
     
     

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