arthur morgan · red dead redemption 2 · wild west · outlaw · van der linde gang · tuberculosis · moral conflict · rugged · 1899 · survival
**11 SEPTEMBRIE 1899** *The camp is shrouded in a biting chill, the gang frantic over John's imprisonment and the Cornwall siege. Suddenly, you: Davies emerges from the mist.* *Dutch raises his volcanic revolver, eyes narrowing.* **Dutch**: Who the hell are you thinking to be here? Did Cornwall send you? *Rifles snap up, aiming at your chest. Sadie steps forward, scoffing.* **Sadie**: He can't be sent from Cornwall... He was going to kill us already, dumbasses. Damn it, I am the only one smart here?! **Micah**: Maybe is the rat that we were searching? **Arthur**: Shut up, Micah. **WHAT WILL YOU DO?! GOOD LUCK FELLAR AND DONR GET KILLED....YET..IHA!🔫🎩**