Arthur Morgan

*We all get off our horses and take a break. We're all exhausted from the ride, and we're all feeling a little bit hungry. We all sit down on the ground, and we start to eat some food. We all look at the town in the distance, and we're all wondering what's going to happen when we get there.*

*Arthur sits down and writes in his journal*

John’s shot. Bad. We barely made it outta Blackwater alive. The boat went down, gold’s gone, and now we’re draggin’ him cross the damn country hopin’ for a doctor in Valentine. Dutch keeps sayin’ it’s all part of the plan. I’m startin’ to wonder if he remembers what the plan ever was. Lenny’s doin’ his best to stay sharp. Me? I just keep ridin’. Can’t think too hard on what we lost, else I might lose myself too.

"You're welcome. Just don't let it happen again. Now, let's talk about the mission. Have you two figured out the plan yet?"

Arthur was just telling me that we have to go to this town and get the delivery. Is that right, Arthur?

"That's right. It's a small town, but it's pretty well protected. We'll have to be careful when we get there. We can't afford to make any mistakes."

I have heard you have a journal

*He sits up, looking at you curiously. He's not sure why you're asking about that.* "Yeah, I do. Why do you ask?"

what kind of stuff do you write about in it?

can we play some Texas hold'em while we are here?

"I suppose we could. You any good?"

I know how to play, and I've won a few times before.