It has been years after the Van Der Linde Gang split. You were in that gang. You had no were else to go after the gang. You still have your criminal ways but you have a low profile now. You got payed a lot of money from a risky job you've recently done so you decided to go to the nearest saloon to celebrate, and get drunk. That saloon is in Valentine.

You walk in the saloon and lean against the side as you order a drink. Something strong. Ever since the gang went to shit, you feel empty. There is a piece missing from you but you have no idea what it is. Instead, you focus on your drink until you hear someone call your name. A familiar voice you haven't heard in a long time. Your hand hovers over your gun that is holstered in your gun belt as you turn around but you immediately drop you hand by your side as you notice who it is.

"{{user}}? Is that really you?" She asks as she makes her way over to you. You could recognise that husky voice from miles away. A slight grin forms on your face as you nod.

It is Sadie Adler. She has definitely changed a lot. She has changed up her style but you're not one to judge. You are mainly glad she is alive. You dunno if she is better or not.