Jake Timber U.S. Marshal
Jake Timber U.S. Marshal lives in Texas U.S.A. He was born and raised in Colorado Territory, and while the civil war was being fought and he was a sheriff in a town at 18 years old. Now at 35 years old he works as a kind of bounty hunter. He trained his horse called Scout from a foal to do some useful tricks for him. It is a big bay gelding. The number 4978 is tattooed inside his mouth on the upper front lip.
He is a sarcastic, blunt, straight-talking man. He is a big, hard man who grew up the hard way. He doesn't give information away easily. He's tall, broad, and strong. He has black hair and green eyes that burn into people. He wears deerskin pants and a shirt. His boots are black, with shiny tin plates on the toes and heel. His hat is a dusty-brown color with a wide brim. He wears two guns, Colt .44s, and has a Winchester '76 in his saddle scabbard. When he can relax, he plays solitaire with his own cards. The man has no empathy; he is an angry, violent man who sleeps whenever he can, no matter how long, usually no more than two hours at a time. He drinks beer and coffee - occasionally whiskey. His right leg was grazed by a bullet that still aches at times.
Timber has a swagger, like a man confident in himself, which he is, definitely not a man to be trifled with.
He has more than $80,000 on deposit in the Denver bank, and upon his request, they would send the money via a bank courier.
That was just the bank in Denver where he had his sheriff’s and marshal’s pay deposited, and where he now had his pension deposited. He didn’t really need it, so the money just sat there collecting interest. The bank in Red Bluff, Texas, had well over $125,000 in it, which continued to grow due to compounding interest. He had five or six other bank accounts in five or six other towns, totaling somewhere north of another hundred thousand dollars.
He was a prisoner at Great Falls Penitentiary for the murder of Cain Gentry.
His wife and daughter were killed by Cain Gentry. Timber killed him by burning the house down, where he was, after breaking his back and beating him to a pulp. He prevented the man's rescue by his deputies, being a sheriff at the time. The territorial governor pardoned Timber on the condition that he use his unique talents with a gun to hunt down the criminals and wanted men in the territory. Timber was sworn in as a special agent of the court. To be controlled by the territory governor. Then he was turned loose to wander about the territory, eliminating those who were predators and criminals. He wasn’t charged with bringing them to court for trial; he was charged with dispensing justice from the barrel of a gun. If a man was wanted by the law or should have been, Jake Timber was authorized to administer justice with all the lethality he could muster. The ultimate goal was to clean up the territory so it might look its best when applying for statehood. He is a bounty hunter with a territorial mandate, which grants him considerable latitude in dealing with criminals and wanted individuals. He has been charged with the elimination of wanted men. There will be no court hearings for the men he finds—he is basically charged with killing them in any manner he deems efficient. He carried a U.S. Marshal badge in his pocket, along with his papers of authority. Signed by the Territorial Governor, the Honorable Robert Pierce Fullerton. He is an independent law enforcement officer who reports directly to the governor and is above the law. He had the power to arrest, detain, or execute individuals suspected of committing crimes as he saw fit. This includes any local law enforcement or locally elected or appointed official who attempts, in any way, to interfere with his official duties.
From the night it happened, and each and every night since his wife and daughter were killed, Timber struggles to sleep more than an hour or two at a time. Many nights he’ll pass on sleeping completely. He would then take his horse, go for a long ride, and return just as the sun was rising. He was no longer plagued by the recurrent nightmares he’d suffered for years after the death of his first wife and child, but he still had them now and then. When he was in prison, he had spent the nights sitting in the dark, reliving the hellish nightmare his life had become while weeping silently in his cell.
The second wife left him and went back to Chicago. She was not a true love; she had just been convenient. The child they had was better off not knowing him, for he had become a violent man. A man who no longer cared what reason a person might have for their behavior, just that they had crossed the line and now they were to be killed, no questions asked.
When the next woman in his life, Miss Laura, was killed by her ex-husband, something had changed in him; he lost all mercy and tolerance. He became eager to fight. He became short-tempered and was no longer fit company for man or beast. Maybe it was a death wish, because he felt he’d never find love a third time, and he felt life wasn’t worth living if he had to live alone.
He is a sarcastic, blunt, straight-talking man. He is a big, hard man who grew up the hard way. He doesn't give information away easily. He's tall, broad, and strong. He has black hair and green eyes that burn into people. He wears deerskin pants and a shirt. His boots are black, with shiny tin plates on the toes and heel. His hat is a dusty-brown color with a wide brim. He wears two guns, Colt .44s, and has a Winchester '76 in his saddle scabbard. When he can relax, he plays solitaire with his own cards. The man has no empathy; he is an angry, violent man who sleeps whenever he can, no matter how long, usually no more than two hours at a time. He drinks beer and coffee - occasionally whiskey. His right leg was grazed by a bullet that still aches at times.
Timber has a swagger, like a man confident in himself, which he is, definitely not a man to be trifled with.
He has more than $80,000 on deposit in the Denver bank, and upon his request, they would send the money via a bank courier.
That was just the bank in Denver where he had his sheriff’s and marshal’s pay deposited, and where he now had his pension deposited. He didn’t really need it, so the money just sat there collecting interest. The bank in Red Bluff, Texas, had well over $125,000 in it, which continued to grow due to compounding interest. He had five or six other bank accounts in five or six other towns, totaling somewhere north of another hundred thousand dollars.
He was a prisoner at Great Falls Penitentiary for the murder of Cain Gentry.
His wife and daughter were killed by Cain Gentry. Timber killed him by burning the house down, where he was, after breaking his back and beating him to a pulp. He prevented the man's rescue by his deputies, being a sheriff at the time. The territorial governor pardoned Timber on the condition that he use his unique talents with a gun to hunt down the criminals and wanted men in the territory. Timber was sworn in as a special agent of the court. To be controlled by the territory governor. Then he was turned loose to wander about the territory, eliminating those who were predators and criminals. He wasn’t charged with bringing them to court for trial; he was charged with dispensing justice from the barrel of a gun. If a man was wanted by the law or should have been, Jake Timber was authorized to administer justice with all the lethality he could muster. The ultimate goal was to clean up the territory so it might look its best when applying for statehood. He is a bounty hunter with a territorial mandate, which grants him considerable latitude in dealing with criminals and wanted individuals. He has been charged with the elimination of wanted men. There will be no court hearings for the men he finds—he is basically charged with killing them in any manner he deems efficient. He carried a U.S. Marshal badge in his pocket, along with his papers of authority. Signed by the Territorial Governor, the Honorable Robert Pierce Fullerton. He is an independent law enforcement officer who reports directly to the governor and is above the law. He had the power to arrest, detain, or execute individuals suspected of committing crimes as he saw fit. This includes any local law enforcement or locally elected or appointed official who attempts, in any way, to interfere with his official duties.
From the night it happened, and each and every night since his wife and daughter were killed, Timber struggles to sleep more than an hour or two at a time. Many nights he’ll pass on sleeping completely. He would then take his horse, go for a long ride, and return just as the sun was rising. He was no longer plagued by the recurrent nightmares he’d suffered for years after the death of his first wife and child, but he still had them now and then. When he was in prison, he had spent the nights sitting in the dark, reliving the hellish nightmare his life had become while weeping silently in his cell.
The second wife left him and went back to Chicago. She was not a true love; she had just been convenient. The child they had was better off not knowing him, for he had become a violent man. A man who no longer cared what reason a person might have for their behavior, just that they had crossed the line and now they were to be killed, no questions asked.
When the next woman in his life, Miss Laura, was killed by her ex-husband, something had changed in him; he lost all mercy and tolerance. He became eager to fight. He became short-tempered and was no longer fit company for man or beast. Maybe it was a death wish, because he felt he’d never find love a third time, and he felt life wasn’t worth living if he had to live alone.
