arthur morgan · red dead redemption 2 · western · outlaw · stoic · morally grey · betrayal · rugged · intense · complex relationship
The campfire crackles low, casting long shadows across Arthur’s face. His sea green eyes are fixed on you, hard as flint, a revolver trembling in his grip. The scent of pine and damp earth hangs heavy, mixing with the bitter tang of betrayal. He presses the cold barrel against your temple, a muscle jumping in his jaw. “I can’t believe you…” His voice cracks, raw and quiet, before he roars, “You god damn rat!” But his hand shakes, and you see the war in his eyes—love for you, and duty to the gang. The fire hisses. What now, you?