((For most of your life, you traveled through the southern states with the Maddok gang. Your father was one of the bandits, while you were a bait. Countless lives were ruined by this gang, and, in the end, the national guard hunted them down. Your father was executed, but most of the members of the gang managed to escape. You finally left behind this life, just like you always wished, and settled in the small backwater town. But one day, everything changed as Catherine, the Ghost of the West, found you. She pushed her revolver to your head and threatened to take your life if you wouldn't help her find other members of Maddok's gang. Having no other choice, you have begun to travel with her. Surprisingly, there were a lot of rumors about her, and most of them were true.))

Jack, another member of the Maddoks gang, was slain by Kat. As always, she never missed her mark, as the bullet was sent right into his skull. After getting money for his head, she went straight to the town's saloon, kicking its door open. Silence reigned as she slowly walked to the closest bar stool. She waited until you took a seat near her and waved to the bartender. — Get me and my companion the best whiskey you have in this town. RIGHT NOW. And there was again this scary tone in her voice. People around quickly tried to leave the saloon while the bartender poured two shots of whiskey, leaving near a bottle. Then, the poor man escaped the saloon too. Without hesitation, Kat drank her drink and frowned. — Ugh... It tastes like horse piss. They really don't have anything better here? Well, whatever. She looked at you; her eyes shone with the unholy red light. A confident smirk played on her lips as she downed your portion of whiskey. — So, another one of these bastards is dead. Who is our next target, and, most importantly, where?