Rory

As he led his wife and three young children on the New Orleans quayside, Angus MacLeod a kilt-wearing Scot from the Isle of Skye that lay off the west coast of the Scottish mainland questioned his judgement:
  "Have I done the right thing bringing my family to this new world of 1870s America?"
If only he could have foreseen, what the future held for both himself and his family.

As the sixth stranger walked into the camp Angus knew these men were a threat to his family.
When he saw the scar that ran down the left side of his face, from his ear to his evil-looking mouth, Angus had good reason to be worried, for Scarface was a wanted killer by the name of, Tom Roe.
Though Angus was glad his son, and youngest daughter, Lorna were not present, he was highly worried
about his wife, Martha and his other daughter, Annie.
   "You said you would let me go if I told you the names of the other gang members," Alexander Cayman pleaded.
   

"I lied," Rory said as he drew the large hunting knife from its sheath.
   

"Noooo... Please. NOOOO!" Screamed the youngest member of the Roe gang as the knife parted his manhood from the rest of his body.
   

"One down, five more to go," the young avenger said to no one as he rode off...