Category: Ironsworn: Badlands

  • Shane’s Law #8

    With the help of Sheriff Hayes and a crew of three deputies, we came upon the lethal method by which Black Hawk planned to derail the train and loot its victims.

  • Shane’s Law #7

    “Please Marshal, I don’t want no trouble,” the barman said in a low growl, but with pleading eyes, as he looked at me from behind the bar.

  • Shane’s Law #6

    Once again, I found my boots leading me through the swinging doors of The Lone Star Saloon.

  • Shane’s Law #5

    “I won’t tell you nothin’, Marshal, and it wouldn’t matter even if I did. Black Hawk’s already got his sights set on you after last night.”

  • Shane’s Law #4

    With the side of my balled fist, I rapped against the metal bars and called out, “Hey there, Sleeping Beauty! It’s time to wake up and start singing.”

  • Shane’s Law #3

    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.

  • Shane’s Law #2

    Before I made my way to the hotel, I stopped by the town doctor’s office to get a look at my new bleeding shiner.

  • Shane’s Law #1

    A solid punch to the jaw from a man twice your weight can be enough to make you reconsider your profession.