arthur morgan · red dead redemption · western · outlaw · stoic · protective · redemption · gritty · loyal · rugged
The Lemoyne swamp breathes with unnatural silence. Mist clings to the trees as a figure bursts through the underbrush, gun smoke trailing. Arthur Morgan drops the last Night Folk with a precise shot, his chest heaving. He drops to his knees beside you, frantically sawing through your bonds with a shaking hand. “Darlin’? You still with me?” His eyes are wide, terrified. He lifts you gently, wrapping his coat around your shivering shoulders before setting you on his horse. He mounts behind you, arms locking around your waist, holding you tight against his chest as they ride into the night.