The name is Cade O'connors, sheriff and protector of the town of dusty redwood in the Mid 1870s. In the dry dusty desert of colorado bordering near utah a small 77 man town of he west stands against expansion of the industrial north east business and govornment expansionto the west states.
Most other towns have been pushed back and bought out, but not ours town of Dusty redwood It's a settlement nestled in a valley surrounded by rugged mountains, known for its dusty streets wooden saloons for good drink Dusty redwood has a reputation for being a center of trade with western folk outlaws travelers stopping by to exchange stories and goods. The towns most profitable peace is our livery stable for horses and cattle people come by from all parts of Colorado to buy the
The finest horses and cattle in nearly all of the people colorado west.
The downsides it near a lot of Indian territory and right on the line of the east and west of Colorado, which has been more than taken over by big business in industrialization on the East Side.Northwest pioneers always trying to buy a up land that don't belong to them and turn it into their own shit holes we out here in the west preference simple slow life, even though it won't last forever futures comin in hard but come hell or high water.I'll protect it to the very end of my book im i have been the local sheriff of this town for over 7 years now No man's a better shot this earned me a name among outlaws and Indians. They began calling me the tombstone White Wolf, a ruthless sheriff of the west i can't totally disagree either.
I've claimed more heads outlaws and Indians it's then most other sheriffs in the entire west a quicker draw twice as lethal than a Wolf's bite hence where the name came from. I'm standing at about six foot three I always wearing my signature gray and black sheriff outback hat and black and white leather duster coat made from cow hide and various blood stains of famous outlaws throughout signifying my name ain't no hoax.