[b][u][color=darkorange]Off Chisholm Trail, Near to Selina[/color][/u][/b]

"Oh...hello," the Father greeted the group of rather hard looking men at his door, feeling a bit worried until he heard the sheriff had directed them to him and saw Ms. Aveline.

"Well do come in, I...," despite just welcoming them in he rises and walks around his desk.  Approaching them to properly greet them, he reaches out to shake their hands.

"Yes, well, Ghost Rock you say?  It's some dangerous stuff.  You seem like capable men.  Decent men, I wouldn't want to send you into danger but I suppose you're dead set on going after it and more information couldn't hurt you."

He evaluates them with an oddly discerning eye for a man of the cloth.  His worry is rather evident.  Though they seem to him quite capable indeed these are violent times and many have lost themselves or their lives to the search for Ghost Rock.

"I'll tell you what I know, what little there is.  But I won't speak of that vile stuff in the house of the Lord.  Come with me, I'll show you Ghost Rock and I'll show you why I wish fervently it had never been found."

Unbeknownst to the Father one more member of the group, Rick Matthews, had been listening just outside and now made his way into the church as the Father came by.

"You are with the others yes?  Another seeker of Ghost Rock?  Follow me, I'll tell you what I know."

The Father pats the fellow on the shoulder and forces a smile, then slips past him and out the door.  

It is later in the day now.  The sun is about halfway through it's path back down.  A new waitress has been found for Zeke's Hunter Lodge. The man who had his nose broken has returned home to heal what Aveline could not, his ego.  The job notice has been changed, indicating that there is now only one cougar left to hunt and so about town parties of hunters begin to gather.  Two cougars being too much of a threat, one cougar however and wounded at that, that was a surer thing.

The Father heads toward the town center, nodding to the townsfolk as the wind blows hard.  It's going to be a cold night.