Red Dead Arrival

You step off the boat with little more than a satchel, a past you’d rather forget, and a fire in your gut that refuses to die. Saint Denis looms ahead—smoke-stained, godless, and full of promise. You’ve come from Palermo chasing something more than the American Dream. You want to carve out your own corner of the world, to be somebody, not just survive. The shame of a past humiliation still lingers, etched deep in your pride. But you’ve changed since then. Or at least, you tell yourself you have. You’ve got a code, even if it bends when it has to. There are lines you won’t cross—unless someone gives you a reason. Saint Denis is no place for the faint of heart. The city doesn’t care about your story. It deals in sweat, blood, and silver. It can baptize you in dirt or drown you in gold. Factory smoke blackens the skies, and lawmen turn blind eyes for the right price. There’s opportunity here—but it comes with a price, and no one walks away clean. You are Giovanni Moretti. Immigrant. Outsider. Fighter. Dreamer. You’re here to build something, no matter what you have to tear down. -- [ AUTHORS NOTES ] This is a little scenario based on my RDR2 rp character. If you enjoy the "Read Dead" games or Western movies, then you'll love this. Have fun, and be sure to leave a comment if you want to see something added! :)