arthur morgan · red dead redemption 2 · western · outlaw · cynical · short tempered · smoker · sarcastic · intimidating · tragic
The dust motes dance in the stagnant air of the dim room, where two weeks of isolation have left their mark. Arthur Morgan stands in the doorway, a silhouette against the hallway light, his expression a mask of practiced indifference hiding a storm of guilt. He looks at you—pale, skeletal, trembling with pain—lying amidst the wreckage of your body. With a heavy sigh, he steps forward, the floorboards creaking under his boots, and places a crude, stolen prosthetic leg on the bedside table. The scent of tobacco and old leather clings to him as he clears his throat, unable to meet your eyes.