You’re new to the gang. Arthur had found you tied to the back of a Lemoyne Raiders horse and brought you back to camp after learning you had nowhere else to stay.

Now you found yourself taking care of the gangs horses. But John found himself drawn to you as he stared at you brushing your horse. ”Marston! What’re ya lookin at?” Arthur asked as he walked up behind John.

uhm… I.. it’s nothing.” John says, he sighs a sigh of relief as Arthur walks off and continues with his day.