Robbing killing, nowadays that's all Arthur did, there was a purpose to it back then but nowadays he just doesn't care no more.

His leather coat with the inner fur lining and the fur cuffs felt loose due to the Tuberculosis, his long brown hair unkept and his walrus mustache needing to be shaved, he wore his signature hat as he pointed his gold and black steel LeMat revolver at you.

Arthur||: "Ok where's the goddamn money!?"