Chapter 1 - In Without Knocking

[Bluetongue]

Sebastian

Will continue to brawl until he wins or worse.

Sebastian: brawl vs 18 Co-or [1d20]=16 wound location [1d20]=1 [1d6]=6

[cybersavant]

Andreas Larson holds position

[Rex]

Charlie

Concerned he is going to shoot one of his own, Charlie holds.

[jemmus]

Turn 7, Shootout Turn 5
Sebastian lands a combination on Cowboy 3 (2 dam + 1 for pistol)

Cowboy 1 - Unconscious
Cowboy 2 - Wounded, prone on the floor
Cowboy 3 swings at Sebastian. -2 wound, -2 drunk, -2 from last turn's uppercut. [1d20]=9 Location [1d20]=16 Miss.
Cowboy 4 - Moves a yard toward behind Sebastian
Cowboy 5 - Same
Cowboy 6 and 7 - Dead
Cowboy - Continues moving toward 6 and 7

Charlie - Holds his fire
Andreas - Observes

Hoffmans - Remain unseen

Positions at the end of the turn.

[jemmus]

Turn 7, Shootout Turn 6
Initiative: PCs [1d20]=9 Cowboys [1d20]=15 Hoffmans [1d20]=7
Cowboys, PCs, Hoffmans

Hoffmans will remain unseen (observe)
Please state your characters' actions. Then we'll do actions in phase order.

[Bluetongue]

Sebastian

Keeps brawling three or four to one.

Sebastian: Brawling. Pommel cowboy with pistol vs Co-or 18 [1d20]=7[1d20]=15.

7 for attack, 15 for wound location.

[Rex]

Charlie

Charlie continues to watch, worried about shooting one of his own.

[cybersavant]

Andreas Larsen continues to watch the proceedings in silence, pistol in hand just in case.

[jemmus]

Sebastian strikes Cowboy 3 with a glancing blow.
Cowboy 3 swings with his pistol but misses. [1d20]=2

Cowboys 5 runs to behind Sebastian.
Cowboy 4 runs to Sebastian's right hand rear.
Andreas and Charlie observe, holding fire.
Doos shouts, ...TOLS. THERES BEEN...

[jemmus]

Turn 8 - Combat Turn
The characters aren't exchanging gunfire, so me can move back to a 10-second combat round. Two brawl attacks per combat turn.
Initiative: PCs [1d20]=7 Cowboys [1d20]=17 Hoffmans [1d20]=1 Cowboys, PCs, Hoffmans

Hoffmans observe. Please state PCs' actions.

[Bluetongue]

Sebastian

Brawls Cowboy 4

Sebastian: Brawling. Pommel cowboy with pistol vs Co-or 18 [1d20]=11[1d20]=19

Sebastian: Brawling. Pommel cowboy with pistol vs Co-or 18 [1d20]=4[1d20]=18

[cybersavant]

Andreas Larsen continues to watch the proceedings in silence, pistol in hand just in case.

[jemmus]

Doos says, ...ENOUGH KILLING.

Cowboy 3 clubs Sebastian with his empty pistol. [1d20]=18 +1 for the pistol, Uppercut. -2 for Sebastian's next brawl roll. 2 damage, Sebastian at 2 Strength.

Sebastian counters with a combination-- and knocks his opponent out cold.

Cowboys 4 and 5 move to behind Sebastian, just a yard away, pistols drawn.

Young Cowboy 8 runs over to dead Cowboys 6 and 7 and checks them for life.

Drop the gun and the knife, you sumbeech. I don't want to shoot ya in the back.

Yeah, drop 'em. While I'm feeling generous. Which won't be for long.

Charlie observes.

Andreas observes.

[jemmus]

Turn 9 - 10 second Combat Turn
Initiative: PCs [1d20]=17 Cowboys [1d20]=5 Hoffmans [1d20]=15
PCs, Hoffmans, Cowboys

Cowboy 1 - Lies knocked out
Cowboy 2 (wounded) - Observes from the floor
Cowboy 3 (wounded) - Lies unconscious
Cowboy 4 - Observes from behind Sebastian, gun on him
Cowboy 5 - Observes from behind Sebastian, gun on him
Cowboy 6 - Dead
Cowboy 7 - Dead
Cowboy 8 - Observes

Hoffman - Moves


Sebastian's wounded foe lies before him, knocked out. Another opponent, shot through both legs and an arm and bloody, lies chest-down on the floor, looking at Sebastian and his downed buddy. Another unconscious cowboy is to Sebastian's left, toward the overturned table and Doos. Two cowboys stand just a yard behind him, guns drawn and aimed for careful shots at his back. Behind them are the bodies of two dead cowboys, with the youngest cowboy crouched beside them.

PCs are up.

[Bluetongue]

Sebastian

I am going to retrieve my Bowie knife from wherever or whoever it is stuck in. Still has a piece of steak on it.

"I do all my killing before breakfast." he says, takes a big bite from the stake and so wounded as he is, probably passes out too.

I figure I am too injured to effectively fight on and if the Cowboys shoot me then others will shoot them. I trust the cowboys and I figure the same thoughts.

[ateno]

Doos moves to the most injured cowbow and starts applying the military frist aide he learned.

"Come on help your friends..."

J. Doos

[cybersavant]

Andreas Larsen quietly slides over to the bar where Hofmann was to see if he's hiding or if he left.

[jemmus]

Bump.
Need Charlie's action and we can proceed.

[Rex]

Charlie

Charlie reloads his carbine and then moves over to the others, watching and listening.

[jemmus]

Every person in the hotel-saloons ears ring from the 17 or so gunshots over the past 75 seconds. Hoffman stands up behind his bar. There will be no more shooting! The next man who shoots will be shot with buckshot! Holster your pistols! The cowboys comply. That is, the ones who are both alive and conscious.

Hoffman yells to the kitchen, Rolf! Reite auf dem Pferd und hol den Arzt! A boy's voice calls back, Ja, Vater! Hoffman then yells, Hilde, Verbandsmaterial mitbringen! Mrs. Hoffman calls, Ja, Ludwig! She appears at the kitchen doorway holding two rolls of white cotton cloth. She looks around the dining room. Gott im Himmel! Look what you haf done to each other! She points to the two cowboys who had guns on Sebastian's back. You, come and get your bandaches. Then to Sebastian, Come and get yours. The teenage cowboy say, I'll git em, and runs across the wooden floor in his green-manured boots. The cowboys start bandaging up their wounded friends, offering each other advice on how to do it. They're not experts, but they're not squeamish either. Doos bandages Sebastian, then helps the cowboys.

Around four minutes later there's the sound of horses outside and two men enter carrying shotguns and wearing gunbelts. One is a huge, square-shouldered man over 6'3“ tall. He wears a plain 5-pointed iron badge and has a look of calm, businesslike intelligence on his face.

The other man is of average height and build. He wears a similar badge, but it appears to be of polished silver, with blue enamel lettering. The an air of stern confidence about him.

The men quickly look around the room at each person's hands and gunbelts. The smaller one says, Nobody move! You! He points at Charlie. Lay that rifle on the floor, gunstock away from you. The men walk around the room, checking the conditions of the wounded, unconscious, and dead. The look at each other with grim and resigned looks on their faces, but neither says a word. He says, Did you call the doctor, Mr. Hoffman? Hoffman affirms. What happened here, Mr. Hoffman? The rest of y'all, don't say a word until he finishes speakin.

Hoffman stands bolt upright and speaks as if a military officer giving a report to another one. Sheriff Behan, there was shooting in the street, then these cowboy rode in the front door on their horses and dismounted. Very dronk. That man,-- he indicates Sebastian-- shot a bottle of whiskey from that man's hand. He indicates the first cowboy, who's lying unconscious from blows. The man attacked him with his fists. That man (again indicating Sebastian) held a knife. Several cowboys ordered him to drop it, but he didn't. But he did not use it as a weapon in the fight. That man (indicating Doos) ordered them to stop fighting and tackled the cowboy. That man (Sebastian) drew his pistol and used it as a club in the brawl. The other cowboys got angry and drew their own pistols.

Here I will state an opinion. To be clear, I cannot state it as a hard fact. I believe that the cowboys intended to attack that man using the pistols as blunt force weapons. Not as projectile firearms. They approached their opponent, rather than firing. It is true that their friend was brawling with this man, so they did not have clear shots at a target. But when their friend fell unconscious, they didn't shoot until they were fired upon.

Then that man began shooting and the cowboys returned the fire. I took cover behind the bar, so I did not see how everything happens. The shots were from the area of that overturn table and chair. There were shots from the northeast corner, perhaps one or two,but no more. The shooting continued until everyone had expended their ammunition. Those two men were behind that man (indicates Sebastian again) with drawn pistols. They ordered him to stop fighting, and now he did. That's when I stood and sent my son for the doctor.

Thank you, Mr. Hoffman, the sheriff says. One other thing. Was anybody else here? Did anybody leave after the cowboys rode in? Hoffman replies, There was a man in all black clothes and hat here when the shooting started. He was a dining guest, along with these other men. But I don't see the man here now.

The sheriff looks around the room. We know that this fella did a fair amount of shootin. Six shots. Or six pulls of the trigger, at least. How about you other gentlemen? Mr. Hoffman says there were some shots from the northeast corner of the room. And he is a trained military officer and a war veteran, as well as a respected member of the community. Which ones of y'all also did some shootin? And who were ya shootin at?

The sheriff, shotgun in hand, stares hard at Andreas, Charlie, and Doos. Maybe four yards to his left, the tall deputy sheriff also stares. He stands in a position to cover the entire room with his own shotgun.