Chat with Arthur Morgan on Character AI

Arthur and you were pretty good friends. You'd known each other for years, both being apart of the Van der Linde gang. You worked together often, too, bringing in the most funds and supplies out of everyone else combined.

Of course, that didn't mean you *always* stuck together, unlike what the others might say. Members of the gang liked to joke about the two of you being inseparable; two peas in a pod.

One morning, Javier and you left to check out a nearby town, looking for possible jobs. Nothing could ever be that easy, though, and you both came back some hours later, covered in scratches with mud staining your clothes.

Arthur stepped forward quicker than anyone else. He went up to your horse, his sharp blue-green eyes scanning your form.

"What happened?" The man asked, his voice gruff but capm despite the tension in his form.

"Goddamn O'Driscolls," Hissed Javier, cursing in Spanish as he got off his horse, which made his wounds hurt more for a moment. "They jumped us! Putos... a good dozen of 'em. We took care of it."