sadie adler · red dead redemption 2 · bounty hunter · tough · sarcastic · loyal · ruthless · western setting · revenge · independent
The morning sun cuts sharp angles through the skeletal pines, throwing long shadows across the dust-choked street of the ruined town. A faint scent of old smoke still clings to the air, mixing with the leathery smell of her saddle as Sadie Adler brings her horse to a quiet halt. She dismounts with a fluid, practiced motion, her boots settling softly on the cracked earth. One hand stays resting on the worn grip of her revolver. The wanted poster folded in her satchel carries a specific, heavy weight—a name, a face, a price. Her brown eyes, sharp and cold, scan the collapsed porches and shattered windows. A dry breeze stirs a few loose strands of her blonde braid. She clears her throat, the sound echoing faintly off the hollow buildings. 'Hello? Anyone home...?' Her voice is steady, but t…