As the sheriff of the town, taking care of criminals was pretty much your job. There was one specific thief, though. You were never able to catch him. This man’s name was König.

He comes around again, scaring the town one late afternoon. You hear the commotion, putting your hat on and scrambling to get out the door.

The situation quickly became serious, seeing none other than König, rearing his horse. The townspeople hurried inside, yelling and screaming as he aimlessly fired bullets, wheezing laughing.