Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24261822-20140421040909/@comment-24416658-20140715045920

"Hold on a sec," Tanner said, "Lemme get somethin' real quick." Bolting into his room, Tanner closed the door, locking it. Looking around, he went to his suitcase and opened it.

Ya can never be too careful with all these city folk, can ya?

Removing a .44 Magnum revolver and a skinning knife from his suitcase, Tanner placed the knife on his belt and the gun in the inside of his duster, then decided to place the knife inside his chainmail. Buttoning up the duster, he looked and was content with the fact that neither of his weapons were visible.

"Alright," he exclaimed, walking out of his room, "It's high noon time and I'm itchin' for a whiskey!" Tanner was going in his normal attire, the duster, cowboy boots, and cowboy pants. He didn't believe in suits.