[b]On a lone road that leads to Antilles[/b] A single stagecoach had stopped right smack in the middle of the road. It had been stopped, and was being robbed. Inside, an important bank owner and his mistress, along with their daughter and son, awaited to see what their fate would be. A figure walked over to the door of the stagecoach. He wore a brown duster, and a short brimmed hat. He wore a bandana up to his nose, so the only thing that could be seen on his face were his blueish-grey eyes. He held a double barrelled shotgun and aimed it at the door, before opening it. The bank owner expected to be shot, but was shocked to see what the figure had said. "Excuse me, it's a mighty fine day today, wouldn't you say? Imma just need you to climb on out of the coach, and hand me any valuable you have. Watch your step, it's a short drop." The family did so, cautiously, with the bank owner going out first, followed by the children and then the mistress. The figure tipped his hat at her. Once they left he coach, he stepped inside and looted anything he could find. In the bank owner's briefcase, sat a lot of money, and so he took that. He stepped outside, and that's when the bank owner got courageous. [i]Who are you? And how dare you steal from me! Do you have any idea who I am?[/i] To which the figure curtly responded. "Well I have a nickname around these here parts. And yes sir I do know who you are, hence why I'm robbing you. I hope you have a pleasant day past this incident, and fair health to you all!" He put the briefcase in a large satchel on his horse, and mounted it. Then he waved to the family, particularly at the children and the mistress, as the bank owner would have none of it. The boy actually waved back, and was met by a scolding from his father. The figure spoke to the bank owner. "Now now, he was only being polite. Now sir, you asked who I was, and I shall answer. Around these here parts, I go by The Gentlemen Outlaw. Mind you I didn't choose the name, but it has a nice ring to it. Also sir, my gun isn't loaded. Have a pleasant day!" With that, he sped off on his horse, leaving the family alone. The children were gossiping about how they had been robbed by a famous outlaw, while the bank owner only grew furious. [i]One day you'll meet your end you son of a bitch![/i] The Gentlemen Outlaw rode into town, with the money hidden, and his bandana pulled down. He was a young man with sharp features. He went over to Sally's saloon and got a drink for himself. "Another day well spent." [spoiler]Open.[/spoiler]