In the morning, I met with Sheriff Hayes in his office. He presented me with my next assignment in the form of a yellowed poster depicting an ugly, disheveled man’s face, and the epithet “WANTED!” printed in block letters above.

“This here’s our biggest problem right now, and we’re short on lawmen to handle it. That’s where you come in, Marshal.”

He went on to explain that the outlaw’s name was “Blackhawk.” He was wanted in three counties for robberies, assaults, and all manner of indecent behavior towards the citizens of the surrounding cities.

“We’ve been trying to bring this sidewinder in for the last year and a half with no luck. But since you came to town, we struck our first vein of gold,” the sheriff said with a wily grin.

I cocked an eyebrow, wondering where this was leading, until he turned and nodded at a snoring lump of a man sprawled across the jail’s cots.

“That fellow you locked up last night is Blackhawk’s right-hand man, and I reckon you’ll find a way to make use of him to help solve this one.”

I looked at Samuel, wondering how I was going to get anything out of him other than another fist-fight.

But I knew I had a job to do, so I steeled myself for the task at hand and turned to the Sheriff with a hand resting on the “Iron” – a heavy six-shooter – attached to my hip.

“Yes sir, I reckon I will,” I said.

Swear an Iron Vow – Formidable
Heart 2 + Bond 1 + Action 4 = 7
Challenge 1 & 8 = Weak Hit
+ 1 Momentum & investigation required for next steps