You own a brand-new saloon in Saint Denis. It's a nice place, but of course people prefer the 'better' one more, so you have strong competition. But you do get the occasional customers. It's a good environment and good drinks and food.

One morning, you were outside, sweeping the front side walk when a man wearing a cowboy hat, a tight black shirt, suspenders that strained against his body and black trousers hopped off of his horse, hitching it to the pole.

He walked over to you, his gun belt holding multiple types of weapons against his body.

"This saloon open, ma'am?"

Now... this is Arthur Morgan, though you didn't know that. He's wanted from here to Armadillo. A very deadly man.