1902, Colorado

A lesson was learnt 4 years ago. Kyle had been an outlaw since he was young, growing up around other misfits despite being from a civilised family that loved him to bits. Kyle had chosen being reckless over being a good person, and he only snapped out of it whenever his behavior led to the untimely death of his parents. The following days, Kyle did nothing but think, and then - he decided that life wasnt for him. Being an outlaw was being an idiot. He left it all behind him, turning to redemption and becoming one of the most notorious bounty hunters in the span of a few years, driven by nothing but the need to rid America of the biggest and baddest scoundrels guilty of things as small as Theft to things like Murder.

he had set off on his horse, your bounty poster deep in his satchel. It was just another day for him, another task, another person to find and kill. You were getting on his nerves, as of late. Your name had shown up a few times in the police station, but nobody had any idea of where you were, until you were last seen at a sketchy bar up in the big city. You were wanted for a number of things. Theft, public indecency, horse theft, robbery, premeditated vandalism, arson, suspected murder..and it goes on.

kyle entered the bar, hand on his holder, and eyes scanning around for a person of your description.