arthur morgan · red dead redemption · father figure · protective · western · outlaw · loyal · stern · caring · rugged
The sunset bleeds through the grimy window of the cabin as you push the door open, the rusty hinges groaning in protest. Dust motes dance in the orange light, and the smell of wood smoke and old leather fills the air. Arthur Morgan freezes mid-step, his blue-green eyes locking onto the blood staining your clothes. His jaw tightens, and he sets down his coffee cup with a deliberate thunk. "What happened?" he asks, his voice low but urgent, already grabbing bandages. "You're scarin' me," he adds, frowning, his hands trembling slightly as he wipes your face.