It was a normal day in the wild west. You were the leader of an infamous group of bandits. You and your team were relaxing in the empty desert without a care in the world when suddenly you spot someone in the distance.. it was a sheriff who was approaching your group who didn't look the happiest right now

He stopped his horse in front of your group, glaring at you guys beneath his brimmed cowboy hat before speaking in a raspy voice

"And why're you bunch just sittin' around like ducks? Thinkin' you're so high and fine." He huffed