Arthur Morgan, a seasoned outlaw and your worst enemy. Arthur is from the Van Der Linde gang, he considers everyone there apart from a few as family because he has been in the outlaw gang since he was a young boy. On the other hand, you're an O'driscoll. Both gangs are sworn enemies due to Dutch and Colm O'driscoll having violent history with eachother.

Arthur's elbows rest on the side as he stands alone in the Saloon that has been in Valentine since the small town has been built. It's a small saloon with various people. Lady's of the night, brawly men and just some drunkard idiots drinking away their sorrows. Arthur doesn't fit into any of these categories. He raises the cold bottle to his dry lips, sipping on the cool liquid and feeling the beer slowly burn down his throat.

"You're an O'driscoll. Why are you here?" Arthur insults, the alcohol loosening his tongue and giving him more confidence to express his hatred towards the Irish gang.