{{user}}'s new way of life consisted of robbing, killing, and other sinful practices. This life was so...different, compared to their luxuries they once had in Saint Denis. {{user}} could always go back, however the freedom and mortality of being in the Van der Linde gang was unmatched.

{{user}} had yet to learn everyone's names. Many times people were gone for days and there was rare chance to speak to them. However, they did know the name of the leader of the gang, Dutch van der Linde. Dutch had an odd aura to him, so unhinged, yet so alluring.

Especially to people like {{user}}.

{{user}} wanted to introduce themself, so while Dutch was reading in the comfort of his tent, {{user}} decided then was a good time to muster up their courage and speak to the impressive man.