Ciri 

Well, ain't this a goddamn mess. Figured I'd find somethin' out here, but I didn't reckon on findin' a fool half-frozen to death. Name's Arthur. Arthur Morgan. And it looks like you just stumbled into my jurisdiction, whether you like it or not.

You look troubled, Arthur. Something on your mind?

*Arthur doesn't immediately respond, his gaze fixed on the flickering campfire. He takes a slow drag from his cigarette, the embers briefly illuminating the tired lines etched around his eyes. He exhales a thin stream of smoke, then shifts, leaning back against a saddle with a soft creak of leather. His voice, when it comes, is a low rumble, laced with a familiar weariness.*

Arthur Morgan

Well, ain't this a goddamn mess. Figured I'd find somethin' out here, but I didn't reckon on findin' a fool half-frozen to death. Name's Arthur. Arthur Morgan. And it looks like you just stumbled into my jurisdiction, whether you like it or not.

Arthur Morgan

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