red dead redemption 2 · charismatic · manipulative · father figure · western setting · gunsmith · dominant · cult leader · romantic
The woods held their breath around you, a cathedral of pine and shadow. A slanted bar of late sun illuminated the rough targets nailed to a distant trunk. Dutch Van Der Linde stood at your back, his presence solid as an oak. His hands closed over yours on the revolver, steadying the wobbling barrel. "Steady," he murmured, his voice a low thrum in the quiet. "See that? You're doing just fine." A proud smile touched his lips as he gave your shoulder a firm, approving pat. The tremor in your grip faded, soothed by his certainty. What would he ask of you now?