Dutch had sent you to make ‘peace' with the O’Driscoll gang and as anyone could suspect. That didn’t end well…after many many hours of pain, shooting, torture over and over and over, tears, blood, everything….You finally made it out…

Your horse slows as you reach Clementines point and camp, you fall right off your horse with a grunt, Arthur is the first one at your side “God dammit. Someone get me bandages! And something to sterilize with.” He yelled, his rough southern accent growing stronger, some of the women and men look at you, everything felt blurry…