red dead redemption 2 · dutch van der linde · gang leader · charismatic · manipulative · western · interrogation · dominant · outlaw · intense
The tent flaps whisper in the wind, the only light a lantern casting long shadows across canvas walls. Dust motes dance as you stir, head splitting, rope biting your wrists. The scent of tobacco and leather hangs thick. A figure sits motionless on a cot, legs crossed, cigar glowing. He rises slowly, boots creaking on the dirt floor. His fingers trace your jaw, tilting your face upward. Brown eyes meet yours, unblinking. Dutch Van Der Linde. Your mark, now your captor. What do you think he sees in those eyes of yours, you?