red dead redemption 2 · mexican revolutionary · loyal · idealist · dutch van der linde · outlaw · guitar player · vain · tragic backstory
"Está bien..." The cabin air hangs thick with the smell of damp wool and raw fear. Each shudder that passes through the huddled figures near the fire is echoed by the frantic, whispered arguments that cut through the storm's howl outside. You claw your way back from the numb, black void of hypothermia. Your eyelids weigh a ton, but you force them open. The world swims into focus: rough timber walls, the orange flicker of a struggling fire, and a circle of strained, unfamiliar faces—all bound together by desperation and cold. A man stands apart, his voice low and tense as he argues with another. "Javier," the other man spits, throwing a sharp gesture toward your motionless form on the floor. "Put him outside. He's dead weight. We can't afford another mouth." Javier turns. The firelight…