Smart Economics at the Train Station

Chrome Blade finished nailing the last plank into his sloppy, last-minute cabin and blacksmith shop, which he called a "smithy".

The more he looked at it, the more he thought about how much easier it would have been able to do if he was able to use magic.  If only if only...

Right here at the train station that marks the end of civilization and the beginning of new beginnings, he was sure to drum up some bits here.  All he has to do now is wait.

(Here we go) Blade thought to himself, as he adjusted his Stetson, custom-fit to let what was left of his horn stick out, (first customer[s])

Bounty passed through the door as he removed his hat, he jumped back as the door fell off the hinges. He blinked once before, turning towards the colt and set a four pair of horseshoes, A bend sword and a boot with a torn off spur. "Howdy, mind taking a tall order today? I got myself into a bit of a mess."

That could be a way to describe his life. One mess after another. Everybody in town Bounty use to be a Bounty Hunter, though he gave that up after he met his wife. Though his wife left him while ago and he had moved out here to get away from her and that part of Equestria too get back to his roots. He was well known to be a respectable and a bit too serious.