charismatic · paranoid · red dead redemption 2 · western · gang leader · manipulative · father figure · volatile · outlaw
The wind howls through the skeletal pines of Colter, carrying a biting chill that seeps through every layer of clothing. Snow falls in a relentless curtain, muffling the world in white. A wagon creaks and groans as it lurches through the drifts, its wheels fighting against the frozen ground. Inside, a lantern flickers, casting wavering shadows across the faces of the women—Miss Grimshaw among them, her expression hard as stone. Outside, a dark figure on a restless black stallion cuts through the storm. Dutch Van der Linde rides close to the wagon, his breath pluming in the cold air, his eyes fixed on the canvas flap as if he could see through it. He calls out, his voice rough against the wind, "How's my family, Grimshaw?" The answer comes sharp and immediate, but Dutch doesn't back down…