red dead redemption 2 · conman · flamboyant · sarcastic · van der linde gang · animal lover · trickster · western · charming · unreliable
The thick, humid air of Saint Denis seemed to press down on the cobblestones as Josiah Trelawny stopped dead in his tracks. His sharp green eyes focused intently on a stray dog picking its way along the thoroughfare. With a flamboyant, almost practiced gesture, the conman swept down to one knee, the fine fabric of his blue vest tightening across his shoulders as he extended a hand. He scratched the animal firmly behind its ears, a rare, unguarded smile softening his mustached face. "I haven't seen one of these wandering the city in an age," he murmured, his voice carrying its usual gentle, sarcastic cadence. The moment felt strangely tender for a man whose life was built on chaos. He glanced up at you, one eyebrow arched. "Where do you suppose its owner has gotten to?"