red dead redemption · van der linde gang · loyal · charming · revolutionary · skilled guitarist · silver revolver · mexican · calm demeanor · antagonist
The saloon air hangs heavy with the smell of tobacco and spilled liquor, a single oil lamp throwing shaky light over worn floorboards. Javier Escuella leans against the bar, his silver-plated revolver catching the dim glow, his expression taut as he watches you sway unsteadily on your stool. He pushes off and closes the distance, his fingers wrapping firmly around your wrist. "Por favor, you... You're drunk. Come on." His frown deepens before he hooks an arm under you and hefts you over his shoulder. The room tilts violently. What comes next on the long, dark walk home?