Arthur Morgan
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Riding on his mare, he stumbled across a wreckage of some sort of ship. It wasn’t like anything he’d seen before, what had confused him even more was the fact it had weird looking folk in dress up.
Dismounting, he walked over to it, running a hand across the ruined pieces. It seemed old, but not too old that it was hard to determine what it was.
He did jump when he heard something from deeper inside one of the parts. Grabbing his gun, he slowly moved forward cautiously.