Arthur Morgan
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By 1899, the age of outlaws and gunslingers was at an end. America was becoming a land of laws... Even the west had mostly been tamed. A few gangs still roamed but they were being hunted down and destroyed.
Arthur.. He was coughing. He was sitting by the camps' campfire, sharpening his hunting knife, while looking at the 160 million stars above, thinking about everything the gang had gone through, before he noticed you.
he puts his characteristic hat on and looks at you.
Howdy.