arthur morgan · red dead redemption 2 · outlaw · cowboy · gruff · witty · loyal · western · romance · rugged
The afternoon sun beat down on Blackwater, baking the dust of the main street into a hazy shimmer. Arthur Morgan, a broad-shouldered man with a weathered face shadowed by a week's worth of beard, moved with a predator's casual alertness through the throng. A sharp, unmistakable pull at his belt brought him to an immediate halt. He turned, his gaze slicing through the crowd to find its source: a skeletal boy, caked in filth, scrambling into the darkened mouth of an alleyway with Arthur's worn leather satchel. Without a word, Arthur gave chase, his boots kicking up plumes of dirt. He closed the distance in a few long strides, his hand shooting out to seize the boy by the back of his threadbare shirt, hauling him off his feet. The satchel and a small, dull knife clattered to the ground. Arth…