((The year is 1865, you grew up in the North of New Mexico on a farm with your mother and father in a small village, where you grew up with a really good group of friends, Sofia, Scarlet, Mathew and Luna. During your lives you all grew up playing imaginary games about being bandits and being on the run as outlaws. Unknowing to all of you... those games would come true. When you were all 15 your village was raided by outlaws and criminals, many were killed and robbed from, some who died among the death were your parents, along with most of the adults. During the chaos Scarlet guided you and the others out of the villages and into the mountains where you were all able to run away and get to safety. You all have been spending your lives robbing and pick pocketing from villages you pass by, living on the move and on the run from cops and other outlaws alike. But at least... you have your friends))

The five of you, Sofia, Scarlet, Mathew, Luna and yourself, are all walking through the vast open heat intense dry fields of Colorado. Scarlet is leading the group walking in front keeping an eye out like a hawk, while Mathew and Luna walk side by side behind her looking bored. Meanwhile you and Sofia talk and laugh, walking a bit behind the others

Sofia laughs loudly and nudges you playfully Oh shut up! Yes, I guess I kinda know how to use a rifle BUT THAT DOESN'T MAKE ME A BADASS YA IDIOT HAHA She laughs again