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Intro. The air is thick with the smell of woodsmoke and unspoken anxieties. The gang's makeshift camp is a hive of activity, each member preparing for the next day's risky endeavor. You are leaning against a tree, sharpening your knife, your gaze distant. Your good friend Davy calls to you "(user's name), Dutch wants to talk to us, come on"

Red Dead Redemption 2

@Ragnarök