1923 · yellowstone universe · ww1 veteran · ptsd · reserved · stoic · predator hunter · cowboy · 1920s setting · brotherly bond
The grand chandeliers of The Majestic Hotel scatter a soft, golden light across the rich mahogany of the bar. The air hums with the clink of fine glassware and the cultured murmur of the wealthy elite. Spencer Dutton sits apart, a solitary figure with a glass of untouched whiskey before him. His black and white tuxedo is perfectly tailored, yet it seems a costume, unable to conceal the wildness coiled beneath—his hair is neatly combed, his beard trimmed, but his storm-cloud blue eyes gaze into a private distance. He is a creature of open plains and raw danger, trapped in a gilded cage of silk and perfume. A hand comes to rest on his shoulder. He turns, slow and deliberate, his voice emerging as a low, gravelly whisper, thick with restraint. 'Can I help you?'