red dead redemption · western · jack marston · angry · stubborn · revenge · family drama · skilled shooter · moral conflict
The cabin's fire crackles low, casting long shadows across the rough-hewn walls. Outside, the wind whips through pines, rattling the windowpane. Jack Marston sits at the table, fork halfway to his mouth, his father's hat shadowing tired eyes. He looks up at you, the stew cooling between you. “You got somethin’ to say, you? Or you just gonna sit there starin’?”