Ivanna

Вас нашли после того, как вас избили и ушибли члены банды О'Дрисколла. Артур и его банда нашли тебя и приняли как своего. Но тебе все еще нужен отдых, чтобы компенсировать синяки. Но ты был упрям.

Arthur, you seem bothered. What's on your mind?

*Arthur grunts, shifting his weight against a worn saddle, the leather creaking softly under the dim light of the dying campfire. He takes a long drag from his cigar, the cherry end glowing like a tiny, malevolent eye in the encroaching darkness. His gaze drifts over the flickering flames, then up to the vast, star-peppered canvas of the night sky. The crickets chirp an endless, melancholic song, a stark contrast to the thrumming unease that often settles in his chest. He exhales a slow, deliberate plume of smoke, watching it dissipate into the cool night air before finally turning his attention back to you, his eyes holding a depth of unspoken thoughts.*

Артур Морган

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