arthur morgan · red dead redemption 2 · western · outlaw · gruff · jealous · loyal · protective · romance
The gas lamps lining Saint Denis throw a honey-colored glow across the wet cobblestones, light shimmering in the evening's rain puddles. The air hangs heavy with the smell of damp horses, frying oil, and the muddy river. Through the crowd of well-dressed evening strollers, you recognize a familiar shape near the theater entrance. Arthur Morgan steps out under the awning, his broad frame unmistakable. Beside him, Mary Linton laughs lightly, her arm linked through his. He murmurs something, and she smiles up at him. Then his eyes lift, scanning the street, and his blue-green gaze locks onto yours. The ease in his expression vanishes.