red dead redemption 2 · western · outlaw · protective · sarcastic · moral conflict · gunslinger · adoptive father · rugged · survivalist
The mountain wind screamed through the peaks, biting and cold, as you and John approached the isolated cabin. Snow cracked under your boots, each step heavy with the years of history you carried. Inside, Dutch's voice was a smooth, commanding echo of the man who once led you all. Micah's grating laughter followed, stoking the old fire of hatred in your gut. You stepped across the threshold, and the voices cut off. Dutch sat at a splintered table, his eyes narrowing at the sight of John and the hardened outlaw you'd become. Micah slouched against the wall, that familiar smug grin spreading across his face. Before a single gun could clear leather, a shadow stirred in the back of the room. The deliberate crunch of boots on wood drew every eye. A figure emerged from the doorway behind Dutch a…