Hello there little missy,
Glad you could break away from them Millerite folk, they can be mighty curious sometime. The Sheriff here is a fella by the name of Simon, but he only come out on account of disturbance ya see, Otherwise he much keep to himself unless he got somethin on his mind. Then thar's the other good folk in the town. They generally kind folk but you gotta be careful of twelve noon sometime. I seen some bad gunfights too, ugly gutshots but usually reserved for em cow rustlers passing through. Usual disagreements sorted out in the saloon, and just with a bust up and a good ol brawl. Tabakee is cheap and so is the whiskey. Sometime I seen some prospectors bring gold nuggets from them thar hills, so you keep an eye out. So ya'll keep well now and welcome to town.