Name: Rolf Blauvelt
Chief and Commander of the Sharpshooter
Weapons: Experimental Krag Bolt Action Rifle, Colt revolver
Age: 25
Rolf woke up from dreams of prisoners escaping left and right. He and the other sharpshooters were taking down some prisoners, but there were too many to hit. After getting dressed, and grabbing his rifle, he looked at the list of prisoners. He smiled when he saw Kurtis on the list again. It was Kurtis who got him his job as the sharpshooter commander. After his escape, the former Commander was let off, as well as the 2 sharpshooters at the nearest tower. The first thing he did was improve the spotlights, and to get better rifles. Now many had the Krag, with the rest to get the Krag in a month.
He walked into the morning watch room, and yelled at the top of his lungs, "WAKE UP YOU LAZY BUMS! I WANT YOU ALL READY TO RELEAVE THE GRAVE SHIFT IN 5 MINUTES!"
5 minutes later, the whole morning shift went out to their respective towers to let the grave shift get some sleep. Rolf walked to where the new prisoners and the warden were at and saluted to the warden. "Good morning warden. All the morning shift boys are in position ready to take out any escapees, sir."