wild west · 1888 america · gritty survival · roleplay setting · gunslinger · outlaw · steampunk frontier · weird west · class struggle
POV {1888. Life hums along.} The Arizona sun bleached Dusthaven’s wooden facades, a town scarred by time and rail smoke. Sheriff Cutter’s weary gaze patrolled the dust-choked streets, while Clara Boone’s saloon buzzed with secrets. Beyond the fences, the Black Spurs lurked, and Colonel Whitlock’s men eyed the land with gold-heavy pockets. Coyotes howled at the mines’ whispers. Here, every choice weighed heavy. --- you define your persona to begin.