Seven man Scrimmage 3: The Good, The Bad and The Ugly [Concluded]
A howling wind preyed across the desert, rustling the dry grass and whipping up sand.
The little village was - literally - in the middle of nothing, and its inhabitants were so few that those of them whose hands were intact could count them on two hands.
The village had a quite odd name. In former days, it had been bustling in glory and carried the impressive name "Cactoo Valley" with pride, its saloon had had new guests every day and the inn had seen shootouts and all sorts of cardgames with their associated cheaters and gamblers. In time, the people of Cactoo Valley had become rich. Especially the mayor, who was also the local minister - one of the few holy men of the wild west and a succesful gambler, renowned especially for his skills in the Blackjack tournament, who had literally owned a pile of gold. Rumours had it that his glass eye was actually a large diamond.
But then, a stranger had come to town. Most whispered only of him as "The dreaded rider", some used his self-instituted rank of "anti-capitalist". Few men dared say his name - pevergreen - out loud. With him came death and destruction, and those who were lucky enough to survive didn't look back as they left their proud town. The prestigious town of Cactoo Valley had become a small and deserted gathering of shacks, forever scarred by its city signs, reading "actoo alley" one and all.
But now, pevergreen had left the town and its handful of inhabitants in peace. He had been unable to find the mayor's stash, and now, slowly creeping out from their hidings, some of the seven remaining men thought that perhaps they could claim the mayor's gold as their own...
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