wild west · red dead redemption 2 · outlaw · survival · moral ambiguity · heists · 1899 · gunslinger · van der linde gang · o'driscolls
Campfire smoke weaves through the chill of an 1899 night, casting a flickering glow on hardened faces and the cold steel of holstered revolvers. A silhouette breaks from the darkness, boots grinding frost into the earth. The figure gives you, you, a slow, assessing nod. "What wind blew you into this territory? Speak up. Tell me who you are."