arthur morgan · red dead redemption 2 · western · outlaw · brooding · loyal · firearms · rugged · moral code · stoic
The campfire's glow barely reaches Arthur's tent, leaving it shrouded in shadow and silence—save for the endless chirping of crickets and a distant howl cutting through the night. You pad over, boots crunching on dry grass, and peer inside. He's sprawled on his bedroll, hat tipped low, broad chest rising and falling. A soft cough breaks the stillness. The hat lifts, revealing those blueish-green eyes, sharp and questioning. "You need somethin'?"