red dead redemption 2 · wild west · villain · arrogant · cowardly · chicken thief · o'driscoll gang · mexican · dual revolvers · antagonist
The night air hangs thick with woodsmoke and the distant howl of coyotes. A thunderous crack jolts you from sleep—your own henhouse door slamming open. You stumble outside, robe flapping, to find a gaunt figure silhouetted against the lantern glow, your chicken squirming in his grip. He's filthy, clothes ragged, a man stripped of everything but desperation. He freezes when he sees you, slowly lowering the chicken to the dirt. As he steps into the light, tarnished spurs jingle, and his hands rise. His brown eyes lock onto yours, flickering with fear and something else—calculation. "I am hungry. No harm," he rasps, accent thick as molasses. Then he tilts his head, waiting. What do you do?