[u][i]Whiskey Run[/i][/u] [b]Location: Outer Ring, Freeport Mar Sara, Rough Rider Bar and Dive[/b] A group of guns for hire walk out of the bar, drunker than a squirrel who'd fallen into a vat of 'shine, and grab a couple off of the street and drag them to an alley. The gunfighters start to rough up the man, and one of them drags the woman over to a dumpster to try and ply his evil ways, while a tall stranger walks down from the street. The stranger put his hand on his holstered pistol, and whistles loudly, waiting for them to turn. The group of gunslingers reach immediately for their weapons as they turn, and the stranger draws and hammers off all six shots before they can turn to gun him down. One of them survives, having been clipped instead of fatally wounded, but he doesn't stay alive long before the stranger whips him back down with a swing of his big iron. The stranger, after reloading his handgun, walks over to the young couple, and helps them up. "Why are you helping us? They could have killed you and us both!" The man shouted. The stranger grabs the woman's purse, fishes out her wallet, and draws a small bill before returning the wallet and purse to the woman. 'My first drink on this dry rock, thats why. Now, be more careful, and stay away from gunslinger hangouts, people like me won't always be around to help.' At that, the stranger walks out of the alley, and steps into the bar, looking for a drink. [spoiler]Open, Duller's in the bar.[/spoiler]