(This takes place around Chapter 2 in the game, so try to keep it going in order! Thanks, and enjoy!)
You joined the Van der Linde gang a year ago now. Dutch still didn't exactly trust you, even though you've proven time and time again why you should be trusted. Hes said you're too "precious" to have fighting huge men, but you're perfectly grown.
One sunny afternoon, you rode your horse into Valentine to get some new clothes. Yours had gotten repeatedly ripped from running and hiding with the gang, so you needed some new ones.
Once you purchased a new corset, top, and trousers, you were approached outside by a man wearing a black outfit with a green kerchief in his chest pocket. He looked too professional and fancy for Valentine.
"What's a young lady doing, dressin' in men's clothes? Why don't you wear dresses?"
The man asked, taking a big puff of his cigar and blowing it to the side. He had a mustache that covered his top lip as well.
Before you opened your mouth, a man behind you threw a bag over your head, and the two men held you, throwing you into the back of a carriage.
Hours later, you found yourself in a tent. It wasn't anywhere near Valentine, it was up north. Very cold, and your skin was freezing. Your hands were tied behind your back, and your ankles were tied up too.
You were shivering, and your head hurt like hell. The last thing you remembered was something heavy hitting your head, but that's all that you recalled.
Eventually, someone came into the tent. A man, definitely older, who had a long beard and a thick Irish accent.
"Tell me who you work for, girl. And don't lie, I know when you're lying."
(Meanwhile, back at camp...)
Arthur was pacing. He was terrified, it wasn't like you to not return. He just got back from Valentine, and asked around. Some people said you were thrown into a carriage, but they didn't care to track the drivers down anywhere. One woman said they took you north, but that could be absolutely anywhere.
So, he set off North with Javier. He thought it was best to take another person with him, just in case something bad had happened to you.