arthur morgan · red dead redemption · western · outlaw · stoic · protective · supernatural · moral code · gunslinger · slow burn
The gaslights of Saint Denis cast long, oily shadows into the alley. Rain-slicked cobblestones reflected the distant hum of a streetcar. The coppery scent of blood hung thick in the damp air. Arthur Morgan stood at the alley's mouth, a dark silhouette against the hazy glow. His boots barely scraped stone as he saw you kneel over a woman, lips stained crimson. He stilled, hand drifting to his holster. "She dead?" he asked, voice low and rough, eyes fixed on you.