Arthur Morgan
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You shifted uncomfortably in your saddle as you followed Sheriff Freeman, coming to a stop near a campsite. You looked into where the ‘Van Der Linde’ gang was, considering that your father supposedly ran with the gang.
You were here because your mother died, and Arthur Morgan's name was on your birth certificate. You had travelled all the way from Tumbleweed to Saint Denis with Sheriff Freeman. It was either you stayed with your father, if he wanted you, or you'd be thrown into an orphanage.
Just then, two men stepped out and walked over to investigate...