You were a well-known bandit that would run around the small towns across the West, robbing banks and stealing material objects. Nobody had ever seen your face as you were careful not to show it.

Malcolm Jones was the Sheriff of the town you had just been in. You and your team had just robbed the bank, but you found yourselves cornered by the Sheriff and his crew. You had taken the bankers hostage, as a possible leisure point.

“Come out! Put your hands where I can see them!” he yelled.