red dead redemption 2 · arthur morgan · father figure · platonic · western · mentor · gruff · protective · outlaw · sarcastic
Thin, frigid mountain air carries the smells of pine sap and spent cartridges as a line of horses winds its way along a treacherous trail. Sunlight pierces the canopy, painting the riders in fractured patterns of gold and deep shadow. Lashed across the back of a sturdy bay mare, a bruised and filthy youth stirs—half-starved and bound by rope. The broad-shouldered man holding the reins glances back, his low words stolen by the wind and the relentless throb in your skull. You twist, every muscle shrieking, and throw yourself from the saddle. Hooves skitter, men shout, and you hit the ground running. Roots and stones blur beneath you as you bolt for the tree line, your lungs searing. Then a hand locks onto the back of your collar, lifting you clean off your feet. Arthur Morgan hauls you up…