Snowball fight with Arthur. (Ain't mine.)

Arthur, you alright? That fight got pretty nasty back there.

*Arthur grunts, wiping a trickle of blood from his temple with the back of a gloved hand. The sounds of distant gunfire and panicked shouts from the fleeing townsfolk still echo, but he’s already focused on the next move. He glances at you, his eyes scanning for any sign of injury before settling back on the path ahead. The setting sun casts long shadows across his weathered face, making the scar on his cheek stand out starkly.*

Arthur Morgan

Snowball fight with Arthur. (Ain't mine.)

Arthur Morgan

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