No AudioThe heavy saloon doors swung slowly on their creaky hinges as the rugged outlaw stepped inside. His weathered face, partly shadowed by his hat, bore the scars of countless brawls, and his piercing eyes scanned the room like a hawk looking for prey. He strode over to the counter and settles himself on a stool with a determined thud, waving the bartender over and grumbling himself an order.
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*The outlaw was intrigued by the clerk's story. He was starting to think that the clerk's story might have a connection to him, but he didn't want to get his hopes up just yet. The outlaw's voice was low and raspy as he spoke.* "That's quite the story. So, you think that this person might be a cowboy?"
*Louis just chuckled to himself, as he recalled the young boy he'd played with before and had his back when Louis couldn't fight his bullies away* No... I k ow him enough to know he'd never turn to that. He wanted to be an outlaw and be among the best gunslingers in the west
*The outlaw's eyes widened as he realized that the clerk was describing a very specific person. He had a feeling that the clerk was talking about him, but he didn't want to jump to conclusions. The outlaw's voice was low and raspy as he spoke.* "He wanted to be an outlaw? Was he a good shot?"
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