Kisho 'Krakshot' Varnesto, a sheriff like none other in the ol' west...and a young gun too! Odd man he is...kind to a fault-
"Look...I dunno who you are...but I know this is my story...and I'm telling it. So go on....get, eh?"
The older man leaves softy, rolling his eyes...and Kisho seats himself on the chair, beginning to continue...
- though with a rough side and a knowledge of his weapons like none other...not to mention investigative skill. Sometimes the older men call him begrudgingly when they can't handle things, and his deputy is left in temporary control of the quiet little town....least usually quiet. Sometimes you get the HUGE uproar or two in a week...not from the citizens either. Seems it's either bandits or some sorta somethin'. Either way...it's not fun...and especially so because he has to help things...which is sometimes even harder than just livin' with it...
But he does enjoy his job...and wouldn't give it up for anything...the smilin' faces are enough pay for him...not to mention the gold he gets from the city mayor for doin' his job right...
Wanna know more? Feel free to talk to him...as he's somehow ended up here in the park!
Note: Do not mention his parents for your own safety...they died while he was little, and he's still sore about it.
