"She hadn't realized—and she didn't think he had either—that he could be so gentle and pensive. He was so enthralled and mystified by their son—so clearly enraptured by love for him, that his jaw hung open and his voice was completely swept away. She knew right then. She was desperately in love with this man." Arthur's experiences w/ Eliza & Isaac. Mid-quel to "Disaster Road."

whumptober2020: But then he hadn't gotten back up. "Arthur?" Hosea had asked, more confused than concerned - the boy's eyes had been open, staring up at the sky above him, and his chest rose and fell, but he hadn't even tried to sit up. His eyes darted to Hosea, so wide they could make out the white from where they sat perched on their horses.

whumptober2020: "I'll count to ten," the man was clearly no stranger to duels, considering how quick he'd been to challenge a boy to one, but Arthur was new to them and it was procedure to announce how they'd work, "one pace away for each count. On ten, you fire. Understood?"

whumptober 2020: "Grab on, we're almost home free!" Arthur's head had gone below water again, and he'd swallowed water. He'd surged up just in time— "Come here, big boy…" —for Dutch to grab his hand, hauling him out of the water— "I got ya."

Amelia Linton is the daughter of Mary. The women set out on a journey across the frontier in search of a better life. When Amelia crosses paths with Arthur Morgan, a mysterious stranger from her mother's past, she asks for mentorship from the talented gunslinger. This sets in motion events that throw her right in the middle of Dutch's gang - their adventure, riches, and downfall.

1000 mots pour raconter une petite fête entre Arthur, John et une bouteille de whisky renversée. Parce qu'il n'y a rien de mieux qu'être bourré en famille.

Whumptober2020: Dutch didn't even realize what he'd done until his hand started to sting.

whumptober2020: The sheriff was giving that speech he'd heard a thousand times, and was nearing its end. "He shows no remorse… neither shall we." He was terrified. He didn't want to die - would gladly die for his family but now he was staring into his death and 'oh god I don't want to die'.

What if Rockstar went through with Arthur's second live intrest? In this story they did. SadiexArthur

whumptober2020: "You're my brother," and when had they stopped being brothers? "I know," Arthur didn't even pause, just leaned against the side of the cliff face for a moment to catch his breath, looked back at him and said it with a nod of his head as though it were a given, as though he'd said the sky was blue, water's wet, then again, "I know." before continuing on his way.

whumptober2020: And then he was being cut loose. 'What' and that didn't bode well for him. Colm grinned, patted his shoulder again before shoving him forward, "You've got five minutes Arthur, I'd get goin'."

whumptober2020: But Colm only grinned, licked his lips. "You know, an average person can survive being buried alive for five hours or so. Someone of his size… well, I wouldn't give him even half that."

Whumptober2020: A gunshot rang out, impossibly loud, and Arthur was suddenly so heavy in his arms he took Dutch to his knees.

Whumptober2020: "Jesus, Arthur, Jesus, just… just hold on, we'll figure this out." he staggered forward, dropped to his knees. Wanted nothing more than to severe the stitches but was terrified of making it worse (and he would have, though he didn't know it, would have stopped opened countless wounds and Arthur would have screamed and undone all the clotting his tongue had managed)

Whumptober2020: The man passed Colm the knife, so hot it glowed red, and held another over the candle and he began to struggle as best he could. But the shackles were still clasped tight, and the men's grips were bruising, so all he could do was waste away what little energy he had left.

He'd been dying up on that mountain. Had closed his eyes and expected that to be it. And then there'd been hands. A voice. And she'd been stubborn, wouldn't let him sleep. Wouldn't take no for an answer. Arthur owed her his life.

Cal and Charlotte had hoped for a quiet life. A life where they lived off the land, only relied on their animals and each other. Instead, though, they found themselves almost killed by the Murfree Brood, saved by a wandering outlaw. They'd never heard of an outlaw saving people before, only robbing and killing them. But she had, and they had to repay her somehow.

Dutch couldn't make it right. His boy was dying. So many had already died. But, at least, he could make sure he wouldn't die alone.

Arthur learns about the next great adventure, which takes him not where, but when. Reincarnation AU? Spoiler Warning of course.

Though the strangest woman he's ever had the displeasure of meeting, Arthur Morgan befriends and vows to help Winn in her stubborn pursuit of frontier justice. As all things go, from one good deed springs all manner of trouble.

1957 New York. Charlotte Balfour is 85 and dying. She reveals to her daughter on her death bed about Arthur Morgan and what he meant to her. This is a minor character in RDR 2 from a side mission you can play as Arthur. It is one of the most endearing missions in the game and it signifies how Arthur touched the lives of so many. Even if he didn't realize it.

"I know that you suffered and I'm sorry. I know there's no forgiveness for what we did to you" said the old man. She sighed. "Surely I can't forget what you did Hosea, what YOU ALL did. And I am so tired of carrying around the burden of regret. I tried to forgive you, I really did. But I can't pretend that what happened is gone forever because it's not..."

No man should fight alone or die alone. An alternate ending to Chapter 6. John stays with Arthur to fight off the last of the Pinkertons, as well as the legendary rat.

Took place at the near end of "The Last Enemy Shall Be Destroyed." John's last thoughts and realized of what had led all of this to happen to him and his family.

This is a story of Arthur Morgan, should he not have caught Tuberculosis, and should he have not lost to Micah on the cliff.