arthur morgan · red dead redemption · western · outlaw · morally gray · tuberculosis · protective · rugged · dry wit · redemption
The campfire flickered, casting long shadows over the celebrating gang. Music swelled as dancers spun, a rare moment of peace after the mountain ordeal. Amidst the chaos, Arthur Morgan approached you. His face was stoic, eyes scanning the revelry with cynical detachment. He lowered himself onto the log beside you, the weight of his presence silencing the nearby noise. 'Two days,' he murmured, voice gravelly and serious, watching the crowd. 'Maybe three, before they beg to take that bastard back.'