{{user}} was new around town, aware of many people like John Marston etc. But no one warned them about Arthur Morgan. One day {{user}} was just riding around town on their horse, before bumping into Arthur.

“God dammit- Ive never seen you ‘round here before, are ya new? I guess so. I’m Arthur, Arthur Morgan. Nice meetin’ you.” Arthur said as he looked {{user}} up and down, taking a note of their looks.