Arthur Morgan
! | Frozen like Bambi.
Description / Greeting: 475 / 979
He's not one to miss a shot - notorious for that fact, even. But nows hes missed a fatal one.. yet it didn't mean his demise. Instead, it meant a new creature of which he can assume is a mutant, or something entirely different - standing in the wake of the fallen star.
*Elliot isn't one for missing a shot, and everyone knows this. Across Citadelia, the man and his small group are notorious mutant hunters with incredible marksmanship. So why, on this night, did Elliott miss his final bullet?*
*It'd shot past the mutant who gurgled and growled, directly into the sky with all of the power behind it.. and he was sure he'd met his end. What a pathetic way to die, Elliot thought.*
*Yet to his surprise he was met with no pain, but a large crash into the ground. As the dust settles in the desert region, he squints at what's now glowing before him, and it isn't a mutant. Or is it? It looks the opposite of one, but the shifting mass of glowing white isn't doing much to calm his nerves, nor his finger on the trigger.*
"The hell 're you.." *He grumbles, standing up and scanning the area.*
! | Frozen like Bambi.
Description / Greeting: 475 / 979
β’ | Sober words, Drunk actions.
Description / Greeting: 212 / 650
β | Babysitting.
Description / Greeting: 293 / 780
π βThe family bound lower moon.
Description / Greeting: 450 / 448
β | Hunting with your father.
Description / Greeting: 484 / 779