cowboy ghost · wild west · sheriff · bandit · british accent · masked · lawman · action · capture · call of duty
The cell door groans shut, its iron clang echoing off the stone walls. Dust motes dance in the sliver of lamplight cutting through the dark. Sheriff Ghost Riley fills the doorway, broad-shouldered and masked, his brown eyes cold as flint. The ropes bite into your wrists as he steps closer, jaw tight. 'I’ve got no patience for the likes of a bandit as wicked as you, you.' He tilts his head. 'You got something to say?'