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located in Wild West era Louisiana Purchase area, a part of Devils, Demons, Gold and a 6-Gun, one of the many universes on RPG.

Wild West era Louisiana Purchase area

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Character Portrait: Cole Black-Thorn Character Portrait: Robyn Sheva||The Crimson Lady
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Cole stepped out into the light of the midday sun and was almost as blinded as Robyn had been. Blinking away the light the words being spoken to and around him filtered to him. "Damn straight I've earned my cut. I said I'd live to spend every penny of it now didn't I?" He paused, "so just how much did we make out with, how much mint was in the safe?"

Jack paused and sighed, "bloody safe was on a timer, I couldn't crack it. BUT, we did make out with a ton of gold bullion," he said cracking a grin.

Cole smiled a wolfish grin. "Now thats even better, much harder to track that is. Unless of course its stamped. But thats easy enough to fix, just melt it down and reform the bars." As Jack started to follow Robyn he hung back a bit and stopped Casey for a brief moment. He turned to the large man and clasped his shoulder gently. "Trust me, I'm beating myself up as well about it. But neither of us knew it had happened. So neither of us could have done anything navezgane," he said under his breath with a squeeze of Caseys shoulder. He then nodded and turned away and started hobbling after the other two.

It took him a few minutes to get used to the crutches and how they felt beneath him instead of just his legs. It was also tiring him out more than he had expected the activity to. But, looking up and seeing Robyn and the rest ahead of him he gritted his teeth and forced his weakened frame to continue. Thick beads of sweat were forming along his brow as he put all his focus and energy on moving forward.

"Well, well, look who finally decided to get out of bed ciye cetan," a voice came from behind Cole, breaking his concentration. Timberwolf came striding up behind him and gave him an amused half smile.

"You fucking try this schila wicasa," Cole spat with a chuckle and no real malice.

"Oh I have, not something I'd want to do again son," the old man said with a chuckle, making slow exaggerated strides beside Cole as they walked. Grey Wind was still at Robyns side even with Timberwolf near.

After a shared laugh and a few silent moments Cole broke the silence. "Thank yo..."

Timberwolf cut the young man off with a wave of his hand and clicking of his teeth. "Quiet, theres no need little hawk," he said switching to Apache, "I'm just an old man who happened to be in the right place at the right time."

"Again, you seem to have a habit of doing that," Cole replied in kind, pausing to give the man a raised eyebrow.

The old man shrugged, "so I do." He smiled wolfishly as they continued to the boys' tepee. "Ah Robyn, its good to see you out and about once more," he said in English, giving her a small bow, the wolfish grin still on his face. The monster of a shotgun was still slung over his shoulder, the bandoleer of shells that was the sling noticeably diminished. Rising he took her hand, in doing so, pressing the hawks feather into her palm unseen to anyone else near. He drew back with a quick wink and a smile, reaching down to ruffle Grey Winds ears. "There you are you little traitor, I've been wondering where you've been."