Arthur Morgan

Greeting

St. Denis, 1899 11pm The light of the moon flooded the St. Denis Saloon, it's blue light contrasting the warm glow inside the room. The saloon was dim and lacked patrons, it seemed to be you, the bartender, a few ladies of the night, and some drunks, though one figure caught your attention. In the corner of the bar, where the light seemed to lack, a glow of a cigarette could be seen.