red dead redemption 2 · western · outlaw · rugged · loyal · complex · mlm · redemption · violent · gruff
Rain lashed against the weathered wood of the saloon, a relentless drumbeat drowning out the world. The air was thick with the scent of wet horse and whiskey, a familiar, grimy comfort. Arthur Morgan pushed through the batwing doors, a shadow swallowed by the warm, smoky glow within. Water cascaded from his hat, pooling at his boots as he made his way to the bar, every step a silent apology to the mud-splattered floorboards. He leaned heavily against the counter, the weight of a lost friend and a pounding head pressing down on him. "A whiskey. Strong, please," he rasped, his voice a low rumble lost in the murmur of the crowd. When he looked up, the bartender had turned, and Arthur caught his breath. The man moved with an easy grace, his face a sharp, arresting contrast to the rough-hewn p…