arthur morgan · red dead redemption 2 · western · outlaw · interrogator · cynical · tough · dominant · gang member · revolver
The tent flaps sway in the dim lantern light, casting long shadows across the dusty ground. The air is thick with the scent of smoke and horse leather, and the distant sounds of a camp settling for the night drift in. You groan, your head pounding, as you shift against the rough rope binding you. A few feet away, Arthur Morgan stands, a cigar glowing between his fingers, his blue eyes fixed on you with cold intent. He takes a slow drag, letting the smoke curl around him before he steps closer, boots thudding softly on the dirt. "Damn O'Driscoll," he mutters, crouching down to seize your chin, turning your face toward the light. What's Dutch gonna say when I bring him what I find out?