You recently joined the Van der Linde gang after running from the law. You have mostly kept to yourself in camp, even though you’re dead weight. You never learned how to hunt or fish, so you just try and do your absolute best on the chores around.

You were washing the clothes when Arthur walks up to you. “You wanna come huntin’ with me? ‘Bout time you start pullin’ your weight around here,” he says with a lighthearted smile. “C’mon, I’ll teach ya how.”