Some of the many colorful characters of the old west were people such as outlaws, lawmen, bounty hunters, ranch-hands, sharpshooters, soldiers and townsfolk of all descriptions such as preachers, gamblers, and ladies of the evening. The characters of the Guns of the Golden West stage are no exception and have many talents and skills representing all aspects of old west lifestyle and culture.
Our Rangers & Rattlesnakes
Frankie T. Slater
Although very much a family woman, you won’t ever find her separated from her Colt .45. She turns into a Mama Griz if any of her family is ever threatened. She fits right into the Slater Family’s reputation when it comes to honor, but they don’t take kindly to double-crossers, whatever side of the law yer on.
He’s an amazing tracker and sharp shooter, so you never want to get on his bad side or ever become his prey. As the patriarch of the Slater family, he’s living up to his family’s reputation.
One of the elder sons of the notorious Slater family. There’s quite a mix in the family with some outlaws and some lawmen. They also have a little dog named Bullet.
A wandering cattle-hand, he’s good with a horse and quick with a shooting iron. He can often be found in the saloon and at the card table, with his back to the wall watching out for the local lawmen. Known to associate with Texas cattle rustlers.
With a smile that’s soft as satin but a grit that’s tough as nails, many an antagonist have found themselves suddenly drawing their last breath while staring down the barrel of Kelli’s smoking six-gun before they even knew what hit them.
The mysterious silent drifter, Bridger is a man of few words but always appears ready, able, quick, and deadly when needed to assist his fellow shootists in blazing their way out of a fix.
He’s what you might call the “Founder of the Feast,” sporting his shooting irons as far back as most can remember around these parts. He’s as quick with a pistol as he is with the rhythm guitar.
Known for his taciturn personality, Dave was a sailor who ventured west to Dodge City and the Santa Fe country. Dave was a saloon keeper, ranchman, and ruthless gunslinger, working both sides of the law with Wyatt Earp and Bat Masterson. Some say he was killed robbing a train in Dallas, others say he rode northwest to join the NWMP. You decide.
Everett can always be counted on as back-up in a shootin’ scrape with his trusty lever-action Winchester repeater. He’s as good at fixing ’em as he is at shootin’ em, too, and many pistoleros have him to thank for not getting shot for lack of shootin’ back.
A legend in our troupe. Some say he’s gone, some say they hear him when the moon is full and the wind is howling…
Forged in the Alberta Rockies; hardened by prairie winter blasts; and tempered by soft Arabian winds: Sahara Sarah is one tough Mama with a soft spot for hard luck cases.
Judge Robert McFee
They used to call him the Schofield Kid however he has grown long in the tooth now they just call him the “Judge”
He still carries his Schofields’ but has added a triple barrel 12 gauge for fun. He shoots straight but his arm is crooked as heck, an officiant of justifiable trials, shotgun weddings, and righteous funerals
The short-statured pistolero with the big heart and big wit, he can handle his pistols with more flare than almost any other gunman in these parts, and can probably out-talk them just as well as he can out-shoot them.
Riley Richmond is neither with or against the law. As a ranch owner and gun for hire Richmond has made a name for himself. Dubbed Wild Riley due to the Dodge City incident where he intervened with the law to protect the city and then shot the sheriff in self defence. Known to have a short fuse when provoked Wild Riley is not one to have on your bad side
Bob ‘Bullet Tooth’ Barton
Even the devil fears my name! The riding legend of the prairie and everyone knows. Whether it’s time for justice or the dark side of the law. The people of the land will know who to fear!
Known for his steely gaze and his goofy smile, nobody is quite sure what is wrong with him. Some say he was once a carpenter, but it just didn’t pay as good as gun slinging
A badass shootist for hire. I am proficient with a down under sharps long range 45-70 up to a thousand yards. And although I don’t advertise it, I am good with my peacemaker 45LC single action revolvers. I have 22 notches in the stock of my sharps rifle, from the civil war, where I ranked captain with the rebel army. “Keep a tight rein on er!”
A snappy dresser and protector of the innocents, you can tell when he’s about to throw-down lead by his steady stance and the way his gaze gets all snake-eyed.
Accomodation – 1st Class!
When we have some travellin’ to do, our home on the road suits quite well! (as long as not much of that white stuff is blowin’…
If there’s more than a few of us we take the train – often we accept donations from our fellow travellers. Sometimes, they take a bit of persuading – but mostly they be quite friendly-like…once we neighborly show our shootin’ irons…