Arthur Frazier

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## **Arthur Jay Frazier**

Artur Vasylevych Costrov, generally known as Arthur Jay Frazier is a local Trail Guide, a former associate of Grober and Greever Law Firm, and the 2nd Attorney General of New Elizabeth. Currently resides within the general area of a town that goes by the name of Valentine, preferring a life remote from all the fuss and stress. Occasionally assisting newcomers and hosting "Trail Rides" with Rina McKinnon, same as valiantly protecting the good people of New Elizabeth on the behalf of the Sheriff's Department.

> If I fall down and die, that is irony.
>
> - *Ride to Slide, Before going down the cliff*

## **Personality**

While from the first glance the man may appear serious and formal - all of that is but a stranger formality. Arthur is what people may refer to as a gregarious, at times even brash, man. Rarely he had been found in the midst of sadness, always blossoming under the lights of others' happy faces. He is of an opinion that humor is the best tool we have to put smiles on the faces of those who we treasure, no matter if we laugh at others or ourselves. Just as he enjoysa good company of unlikely friends and strangers he is keen on spending some time in solitude far away from within the limits of civilization. He had shown great feats regarding his creativity and quick thinking when an incident of 11/15/1899 took place. A mysterious note stuck to the notice board has been cracked in sheer minutes leaving his friends and strangers annoyed by the constant rambling yet amazed. As he tends to work alone he had to fight his love to kick back and relax, quickly replacing it with a hard-working altitude, which remains to be so to this day. If something needs to be done - it will be. While trying to resolve everything peacefully and utilizing the legal system to its fullest potential Arthur does have violent tendencies and can be generally unstable. Cases of his volatile nature can be seen with the Tony Gambino incident when he had shot an aforementioned criminal until the one was incapacitated which resulted in Frazier cheering.

At the same time, he had stated that he is terrified of a thought of oblivion. "**Dying before my time and being forgotten... Man, I want to leave a mark, a sign of my existence, that is what scares me.**" - Arthur Frazier, 23/05/1899; Even though he does enjoy taking a break from busy towns a single event would throw his life into complete turmoil, which is to be exiled from civilization, never to be seen again. A result of that would repeat the events from not long ago, from when he had exiled himself from the county and lived out in the mountains for several years which was his biggest regret. He is most at ease when he is safe, when there is no upcoming, overbearing danger. While it's a simple premise, he is infuriated when a man acts without honor, just as when Tony Gambino had robbed him for his guns' minutes after showing respect and admiration for Arthur and natives apprehending the members of the Mormon Cult. His mood will be deteriorating if beforehand made plans do not play out accordingly, efforts "going down the drain" is not his forte. If simply said, life priorities would be: safety, connection and honor. As a quote by which he lives states: "What you give is what you receive, shoot someone in the back - you'll be shot twice as much". Personal compliments is the easiest way to find a way towards his compassion, you can say it's his soft spot of all things, even though it isn't apparent at first. His greatest strength is his clear mind, even though at times it may be disrupted by the feelings of ferociousness. Exactly that would be his greatest vulnerability - he is extremely volatile under pressure and at such times has a lack of value for his and other lives. His biggest accomplishment would be the creation and improvement of the natural charisma he has and strategic skills he had developed.

## **Early Life and Education**

Born on 2nd of June, 1868, in a blossoming Porto-Franco town, Odessa, within the territory of the Russian Empire. Odessa was well-known for its' crime-driven nature and insane industrial growth, both of which were open doors to various ways to survive and thrive, within the shadows or out of such. While it may be foreign at its' core - it's an axiom that it's not much different than other massive cities.

### **Odessa, City of Thieves**

A good way to describe Odessa is to quote Mark Twein: *"**I have not felt so much at home for a long time as I did when I “raised the hill” and stood in Odessa for the first time. It looked just like an American city; fine, broad streets, and straight as well; low houses, (two or three stories,) wide, neat, and free from any quaintness of architectural ornamentation; locust trees bordering the sidewalks (they call them acacias); a stirring, business-look about the streets and the stores; fast walkers; a familiar new look about the houses and everything; yea, and a driving and smothering cloud of dust that was so like a message from our own dear native land that we could hardly refrain from shedding a few grateful tears and execrations in the old time-honored American way. Look up the street or down the street, this way or that way, we saw only America! There was not one thing to remind us that we were in Russia. We walked for some little distance, reveling in this home vision, and then we came upon a church and a hack-driver, and presto! The illusion vanished! The church had a slender-spired dome that rounded inward at its base, and looked like a turnip turned upside down, and the hackman seemed to be dressed in a long petticoat without any hoops. These things were essentially foreign, and so were the carriages — but everybody knows about these things, and there is no occasion for my describing them."***

Another good way to describe it is from the lips of a great man, Konstantinа Paustovskogo: **"*Odessa is the Levant. It’s the Black Sea. Italian Garibaldists, captains and port labourers, the influence of France, the bandits who value wit above all else, Italian opera, memories of Pushkin, acacias, yellow bricks, love of jokes, and extreme curiosity about every detail. All this is Odessa."***

### **Unpleasant childhood**

Artur grew up in a middle-class neighborhood, it is unknown what was the reason for his parents to leave the little boy at the age of two, perhaps inability to care or bad morals, it shall remain a mystery until the end of times. He was raised in an orphanage since he never had a chance to really know his parents. While in an orphanage he had four other kids assigned to as his siblings. Their names were Tanya Alekseyevna Stepnaya, Irina Alekseyevna Stepnaya, Igor Alekseyev Stepnoy, Andrey Alekseyev Stepnoy, all children from the same family, father of which had been lost to the sea, while mother succumbed to a heart disease. While they were growing together they did not get on well. In the future two of them grew up to be successful surgeons, one became a journalist and the last one was a relatively known novelist. Children had to attend church meetings, they were taught to be Unorthodox Christians, which did stick in the end. There wasn't much food, neither many toys were present, because of that most of the fun came from scouting about and exploring the vast streets of an ever-growing city of Odessa. At one point Artur, Andrey and Irina were making their way down the Rishilievskaya street when they found a little kitten, cornered by a pack of rabid street dogs. While at first kids were nervous to step in it seemed that it won't be the end of it, Irina whispered something to Andrey, he had picked up a hefty rock and сhucked it at the dogs, screaming and grabbing Irina by her hand and quickly running away. Not knowing what to do and how to react, Artur, mortified in fear of growling, bearing their sharp fangs, dogs stood without moving. Dogs, however, were quick to react, vaulting over each other they came forth, rushing towards a little boy frozen in fear. Not a second had passed since he could only hear the sounds of cloth being ripped and flesh being bruised, deafening sounds of pain and barking was the only thing he remembers. It had taken not more than a minute but it felt like an eternity to him, while suddenly, as light rupturing the darkness, a local lawman comes in swinging his weapon, scaring the rabid dogs away. Having dogs leave the boy aforementioned lawman asked Artur if he is alright, helped him stand up and asked if he needs any help only to be met with a trembling "Yes..". As the lawman shrugs his shoulders Artur looks around trying to digest what had happened, while he does so that little tabby kitten catches his eye. To cut the story short, that kitten was named Kirpichik (Brick), due to this resilience in the eyes of danger. Realization that help may come from anywhere same way as malice had settled in for years to come and became a driving force of his existence. Time slowly flows, he gets older and another turning point take place.

### **An itch to scratch**

Artur hits the age of 16, find himself a young girl that goes by the name of Angela Benson, that was his first relationship and his first interaction with someone who had spoken English. They would have a normal relationship, going for walks, openly dating and enjoying themselves, she would teach Artur how to speak English, little by little. Time passed and raging hatred of those who had done him wrong was growing day by day, slowly enveloping his heart. Yet, it was suppressed, kept inside and locked in tight to boil for years to come. He started working as a loader, trying to earn some money to sustain his relationship and himself, he wanted to pursue his dream of becoming a lawman when he reaches the age of 18. Back in the harbor he sees a few lads one of which is Igor, he had been working with them since a few months ago, playing cards, relaxing and discussing something loudly. As he made his way closer to the young men he hears what the whole talk was about, it seems that they had pickpocketed a lawman. They distracted him with a play fight and while he tried to pull them apart one of them yanked a fat wallet straight out of his back pocket. It made sense why they were so upbeat and why they had cards on them. Artur came around to show his distress, saying things on par with "You know damn well that they ain't gonna see as in any better light than that ever again! If I'd be them I'd turn a blind eye on someone messing you the hell up, serves you right!". That one seemed to hit right at home, as a few other kids keep on rambling about Igor stands up and makes a wide swing at Artur. The lad hits straight to the chin, losing balance due to a slight concussion, falling to the ground with a loud thud. When regaining understanding of what is happening he finds himself pinned by Igor, who held a knife to his eye. Enraged, he gnarls through his teeth while holding Artur down, "Let me be of help, I'll turn that eye blind for you!". All that is heard is ringing, he knows that there is a knife plunged in his eye. He passes out due to a pain shock only to be found by local seamen who gathered around because of screaming. Young Frazier finds himself in a hospital, head all in bandages while the vision seems to still be blurry. Pain is nauseating and sound is still as sharp as before. His eye was gone and there was no going back from that. Confused, enraged, demolished he sat on the hospital bed. Once again everything happened too fast. Young nurse, Petra Schmidt would come to check up on him for weeks to come. Day by day they developed a liking towards each other, meanwhile there was no sight of Miss Benson. One day a man, dressed as a postman comes in carrying out mail, one goes to Artur, signed by aforementioned Miss Angela Benson, the contents of a letter state that she is distressed and displeased with lack of information regarding our whereabouts, therefore she will no longer come into contact with such unreliable men. Signed and everything, that's a goodbye, as clear as the sky after a long night of rain. Several weeks had passed, it's time to leave the hospital. On his way out the blinding sunlight strikes his remaining retina, reminding of his loss. A somber feeling vanishes into the air with a light tap on a shoulder. Petra is standing behind him handing out his forgotten notepad, saying goodbye with a faint smile. Artur throws two fingers in a manner of tipping a hat at her and leaves the vicinity of a hospital. On his way he checks his notepad and one peculiarity catches his eye: a little bookmark made out of used prescriptions is placed on a page with neat hand-writing "I'll meet you back here in a week, don't come without flowers big man!".

Time flew quickly, dates became a relationship, an energetic, full of talks and wonders relationship. A whole year had passed but an aching eye socket still itched. Day by day the hatred grew, it was time to take revenge. A pleasant afternoon it was as he arrived to the hospital where he had spent several agonizing weeks. He is here to meet his partner, however that is not the sole motive of it. The local staff knows him, some even pity him for his injury, they let him past. Since he came here rather often he knew his way around this wing of the hospital. It was massive, filled with wondrous medicine, from simple alcohol to complex compounds. Finding a good poison would be very difficult, not enough knowledge there is at the moment. However he did overhear that there's a patient at the moment, in criticial condition. It is said that he has overdosed on such a thing as heroin, "160 mg he took!" he overheard from a pair of doctors having a conversation. He picked up his pace, sneaked into the storage room, within lycetol, aspirin and salophen, in a neat little package, there it was - heroin. He turned around, grabbed a few packs of it and swiftly went back to the hallway avoiding everyone, making his way towards the waiting room, awaiting for Miss Benson. All together they left the hospital heading towards the downtown, spending a lovely evening together, inconspicuous. A few days pass, Igor is known to be waltzing about every Friday, drunk to bits near a place called "Kartofel'naya Lyra". Artur packs his things, takes his scarf and in a span of minutes he reached his destination. Igor is found throwing up in an alleyway behind the local bar. Prowling towards his target with his eye bloodshot red from built-up anger, he calmly picks up an empty bottle off the floor and takes a wild swing at Igor. Loud crack and dozen of little clicking sounds signify the strike reaching his target. The man is on the floor, knocked unconscious and slowly bleeding out. Artur opens the mouth of his and fills it up with heroin forcefully feeding it to him, massaging his throat so none is wasted. A few minutes later there is no sign of young Frazier, yet there is a man lying on the ground, limp, pale, with his throat clogged up.. Dead. First person had fallen victim of his undoings, yet he was not the last of such. Artur kept gathering poisons bit by bit, it became an obsessions of sorts. Arsenic acids, cyanide, atropa belladonna and many others, some serious medical knowledge had been accumulating.

### Deep Dive

Some time had passed before he went back to his primary set of goals - trying to become a deputy and rid the town of a rash that is called banditism. At the age of 18 he tries to find his way and comes to a local law enforcement department for a position within it, only to be rejected due to his young age. Disappointed but not ready to give up he started his search on how to assist the surrounding people, understanding that he can always go from the lows and move up throughout the years. Luckily, Grover and Gleeber, a law firm was searching for young workers. Thanks to his well-developed charisma he was able to snatch a good position of a secretary, earning decent money and slowly moves through the years, with his relationship dwindling ever so slightly. Times goes, years flow quicker and quicker, streaming and spiraling out of the usual routine. At the age of 20 his relationship with Miss Benson ends, she said that the gregarious and upbeat nature of his is no more, therefore they had parted ways on good terms after which he continued working at Grover and Greeber for next two years. At the age of 22 he resigns from his job as a secretary and starts working with one of the competitors, Terrance and Glover, however this time his role was to be of an intern. It was rather comforting to know that the time he had spent working as a secretary didn't go to waste. Slowly but surely, experience was accumulating and skills were developed. Not much time there was for relationships, therefore from this point on and until some time in the future he remains to be single. Two more years had passed until once again he left his previous workplace to start working at Horris Bulb Associates as a lawyer. Civilized work, good flow and fantastic payouts, yet something is lacking. A missing eye still ached, a need to change was coming over like waves of a tsunami hitting a dam, each wave was stronger than the one that came before. Years of hopping around law firms assisted him in studying the English language, international cases were of good help at the time. He thought he did what he should, what he wanted to yet his understanding turned out to be wrong. Like a dry branch his perception had snapped - all he did is earn money on a behalf of greedy men, not even once did he run into the case he was eager to solve. Simple civil cases, financial disputes and ways to avoid administrative responsibilities is what he had work with. In a span of next days he resigns his job as a lawyer, quickly packs his things and searches for a civilian ship that leaves the harbor as soon as possible. He had enough of a damp nasty smell of Odessa, neither did he have a future back there. With his feet firmly planted on the main deck of a ship he whispered one last goodbye to his hometown and "set sails" towards the new beginnings.

## **Early Days in America**

The year is 1892, Florida, costal region, Artur had changed his name for several reason, one of which was the diffiiculty to say such for the local population, same as the lack of linguistic concepts regarding the name itself. Another reason would be the inner need to change it was in order to start the life anew. Hence from then and until this very day he goes under a name of Arthur Jay Frazier. An idea for it was given by the onboard sailor by the name of Keegan McEwan, a young lad from Scotland. He did not stay long within the limits of Florida, acquring some common equipment and leaving the place for good he made his way around the vast spaces of America, fascinated by the nature yet still feeling somewhat at hope. However everything took an unexpected turn when he had reached the infamous "American Frontier".

### **Scorching Sun and Dust**

Not much can be said about it, yet this is what killed Artur Costrov and gave birth to Arthur Jay Frazier we know today.

#### **Silver Silas**

Though not long had passed Arthur found himself within the Embrace of a scorching sun in a town called Armadillo. Without knowing any better his first place of visit was a local saloon. Asking a few questions to a bartender he is soon to realize that Armadillo is at no need in lawyers or secretaries, it is said that the town and local area of it thrives because of bandits, bounties that are put on their heads and deputies who put that bounty themselves, waiting for others to effortlessly bring those in. Stunned on behalf of what he heard Arthur is conflicted on what he should do at this point. Luckily, at one point he started trailing a local bounty hunter that went by the name of Silas. Days turn into weeks, weeks become months and months become years. For 3 years Arthur remained to be an accomplice to Silas, who taught him how to shoot, track resides withinand negotiate, giving Arthur that silver tongue of his he is still using up until this point. However, no matter how much he tried he could not teach him how to fight hand-to-hand, no matter how many times he tried - it just didn't work out in the end. Silver Silas was a talented man, quick with his six-shooter and his mind, never to be cornered or caught of guard. A bit brash when it came down to talking but easy on the tongue after a good shot of Bourbon. Silas disliked the narrow-minded apporach of going guns blazing, loud and proud, to fight men head on, he preferred to work stealthily. Waiting for the right time to come and then swiftly execute the plan was his way to go. It may have haid it's drawbacks but it worked like a wonder back in the day. That approach was close to Arthur's heart, therefore he had adapted it and improved throughout the years, developing an outstanding skill regarding entrapment, strategic placement and tracking.

#### **Bloodshot Eyes**

However after 3 years of cooperation it was time to part ways. Silas needed more help, therefore recruiting low-skill goons to help him tackle bigger targets. Arthur couldn't work with too many men at the same time, it was distracting and swept his eyes off the target way too many times, working alone or in a pair is a far more comfortable position for him, which remains to be so for years to come. Slowly but surely he earned money around the general area of Armadillo and Tumbleweed, rarely running into any trouble as he worked secretely and carefully, neither were there any problems with the local bandits. However in a span of few months, on a day where air was boling and even dust tried to hide an unforseen turn of events would soon to come. A group of 4 men would enter a Saloon where Arthur was sitting, trying to cool off and relax. One of them spots Arthur and barks at him: "Hey, Kid! Wait out there, don't move!". Frazier didn't budge, yet he was confused nonetheless, not even merchants had any busines with them, what is it that these four wanted from him. They were the goons of a small local gang that went by the name of "Red John Gang", with aforementioned John slowly rotting on the outskirts of town, hanged for several offences. And would you know, Silas and his men were the one's to make the man have a date with noose. It seems to be that they still think he's one of his, remembered from back in the day when he was just an accomplice. Just as Frazier took a sip of his cold beverage a warning shot in the air was set free, you could hear the sounds of lawmen running closer. One of the new Assistants ran in, slaming the saloon doors open only to get shot in the head by one of bandits. A gunfight was instigated and after not too long ago the dust and smoke had settled, ears stopped ringing and there was only one man leaving the saloon with his head still on his shoulders.

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### **The clanging of chains**

Arthur hastly left Armadillo and Tumbleweed in order to avoid the looming danger of criminal charges and unwanted attnetion. He mounted his horse and started galloping towards the east, often resorting to sleeping in the wild in order to hide from the possible bloodthirtsty followers. Several run-ins with wolves later he came to see the sparkling lights of a town that is often referred to as Blackwater. Without any need to put himself in a jeopardy he sold his clothes to a local clothes shop for just a few dollars, got himself a new rifle and decided to lay low. Therefore for first few weeks he started to learn on how to hunt and gather, bringing fresh meat and pelts into town. However that didn't pay well in the slightest, low-quality equipment would ruin most of the pelts and his skinning skills still needed some refining. Most of the income came from the trapper, honest money is what mattered the most. It went to be so for several months until a well-dressed man by the name of Jack Goldbloom would greet Arthur on the street offering a loan. It seems to be a trap from the very first glance at it, however Arthur desperately needed that money so he could at least get a place to stay and new equipment to buy. Beartraps were rusty from the continious rain, the rifle was inaccurate and weak, there had to be change. He kindly accepted offer and was given 800$ right away, the man had grinned happily and left him to do with the money that he now had. Arthur quickly rushed towards the saloon, ordering a meal after a meal, downing drinks left and right until all went dark from alcohol. As he woke up in the morning all there was is the ringing sound at the back of his head, he clearly had a little bit too much to drink. Swiftly leaving the saloon he grabs onto a hitching post nearby, trying to regain stability. He makes his way towards the alleyway upfront, just a bit more and he can sit down on the ground and get that energy back. He enters the tight passways of Blackwater and sees the Bartender of the saloon exchaning words with Jack Goldbloom, both are discussing something and laughing loudly. As the barkeep sees Arthur he points at him, whispering something towards Jack who promptly makes a step towards Frazier and pats him on a shoulder with a reassuring smile before leaving. A few minutes pass and Arthur finds out that his pockets are empty, there is not even a single dollar in his pocket. Running towards the saloon, slinging the doors open looking for answers he finds out that there is no bartender, no customers either. With no questions to ask, with no answers to receive he leaves the place, only to live next few months the way he did before, all until the day of the debt to be collected. Average day, like all the others, absent of a goal, sore from days in the wild, shooting, skinning and hauling.

Arthur is carrying a buck carcass, going towards the butcher to sell it for a couple of dollars just as he gets apprehended by two burly men, one of which is holding a gun to his back. They command him not to make any sounds and quickly take him out of town where they hit him on a head from where it all becomes a foggy mess. A loud splash of water hits his face, cold like northern winds, waking him up with a loud gasp. Jack Goldbloom stands in front of him looming over a man with a bruise on his head. A loud rattle, clanging of chains is what Arthur hears, he is chained to a wall, in some kind of a basement. The man was laughing and eagerly walking around, throwing glances at his captive, superior to who he felt. Since there was no debt to be repayed he was proposed to work for him, however that offer was brashly rejected. Displeased Jack kicked Frazier into his solar plexus, leaving him gasping for air as he left the room. Days have passed, time was dragging on slowly, every two days he would have a cup of water and a slice of bread, every week he would be asked if he is ready to join or not. The answers remained to be negative, which was met with bodily harm. Miss Kira Blake would bring him food day by day, seems to be she was in a situation alike, made to say yes since no choice was given. She wasn't much of talker, rarely could you hear words from her mouth, one day was different however. She quietly whispered something and hid a hammer behind a pillar from where the chains come. She left as quickly as she came, leaving Arthur alone with a choice to succumb to his fate or make change. During the night, ripping his tattered clothes to pieces he had covered the hammer in the dirty cloth he had and started hammering away on the rusted chain he had around his feet, quickly getting rid of it in the process. All that was left is to stay awake during the night, 6 hours later John should come, like he always does. Approximately 6 hours late Goldbloom enters the room carelessly hopping about until he notices broken off chains, that's when his face changed from a happy grimace to the one resembling fear. It was not long until a hammer met his cranium with utmost force, the man dropped dead to the floor, while Arthur continued pummeling his skull until one had fallen apart like a rotten melon. Loud heavy steps were heard from upstairs, so he quickly searched the dead body, looking for a gun. Grabbing it out of the holster and taking cover right on the left side of an entrance he is awaiting for those who are upstairs. Two burly men step down only to be met with 3 quick shots resulting in one being killed on the spot and other one having his artery shot through, left to bleed out. As he makes his way outside his mind is engulfed in what comes next, he the sound of a galloping horse, not knowing what to expect he opens a door only to be met with a blinding light of a summer sun. When it steps away he can see a woman sitting on a horse in front of him, having another horse close with a lead on. It's Kira Blake, she signals that it's time to go, so they leave wretched house together, not to see Lemoyne again anytime soon. Time had passed, they stayed by each other's side, hunting, gathering and enduring the troubles together as they grew closer day by day. At some point they got married, bought their own horses, got new clothes and life seemed to be going in a new direction. At some point inbetween they had met a glassworker who, for a mighty fee, made Arthur a replacement eye. That's where the story hits the year 1898.

## **The Frontier**

Timely arrival in Valentine would mark the beginning of a new story. However a big part of it remains to be covered in fog, as big changes came to the county in the end of the year 1898, therefore facts and stories from that time are for now disclosed. The only thing that is known is that Arthur and his wife would be hiding within the general area of the mountains northern of Valentine for approximately 7 months, only occasionally going down for trading and food gathering. However in the meantime Arthur was able to meet "The Butchers", "Dapper Boys", an outbreak of Tuberculosis and other things and men, same as many new Tycoons opening and closing, never to have their doors open ever again.

### Red plaid shirt

Arthur and Kira were making their way through a challenging terrain of the West-Elizabeth, having collected some food, with 2 bucks on their back. Shackles of the night on pair with the fog covering the eyes was difficult to see through. Cool wind embracing their silent faces is all there was until a loud scream penetrated the silence of galloping horses. A shadow of a horse with two silhouettes flew past the two only to be follwed by a scream of someone asking for help. Calliban's Seat it was, dangerously close to Valentine for any trouble to happen. They made their way towards Valentine, a minute or less it took to arrive, Kira stayed back near the campfire to prepare the food and sell the pelts on top of getting all the valuable parts from it. Arthur made his way towards the single deputy in town, saying who, where and when the possible kidnapping had happened. With no luck however, the lawman was not allowed to leave town unless enough men were on duty, town came first. That thought didn't settle down for months to come. Rather disappointed in the situation he only had a possibility to scout the surrounding area in search of the missing man. Sadly that turned out to be pointless. However the very next day he ran into a joyous man in a plaid red shirt with a denim vest on. As the talk continued it has been unraveled that the man went by the name of Edai Alharith and he was exactly the one who had been captured the day before. What was the most peculiar thing out of all is that the one who did was a "witсh". As the talk continues they laugh it off, since the kidnapper was attacked by a cougar after which both escaped into the night leaving Edai on the ground only to get rid off the ties hodling him in place. As time passes Arthur teaches him the basics of the local economy, points at locations of interests and stores. At some point they go fishing within the limits of Lemoyne, where while Arthur was cheering upon his good catch he had been attacked by a gator, only to be promptly saved by Alharith, bringing him to the doctor's office to be patched up. At one point he takes Edai and some other new folk to see a village full of deformed men, chatting and exchaning fun words around they make their way there, enjoying the time well-spent. Upon arrival they go around searching for the man with a big lump on his neck only to be met with heavy gunfire injuring Arthur, needing to be saved once again. The irony was that he warned everyone not to cause any ruckus, which was too hard not to do. Some time had passed, they grew to be good friends, traveling and exploring the surrounding area filled with wonders. However it was once again a time where Arthur had to go towards the North and stay there for several months to come, leaving his new friend in the hands of destiny.

### The end of a hiatus

Stepping down from the mountainious terrain back onto the squishy mud of Valentine was once again refreshing. Many old faces were replaced by the new one's, it seemed to be that the county had lost half of it's men and women, leaving space for new folk to come by. A few days have passed, new faces were helped, it seemed to be just like the good old days, except nobody knows who he is. Until one day, on the porch of the Valentine bank he is approached by a lady asking if he is a man that went by the name of Arthur Frazier, throwing him into a state of confusion. Yet, he answers with a yes, only to be met with a a request to telegram a man, Edai Alharith, as he still had fond memories of Arthur. He does so and in a few days they meet once again, sharing the memories of what happened and how much progress he had made in the county. The reuniting of two was very refreshing and heart-warming, as much as meeting the new people he can call firends, his future wife and everyone else. Bit by the time would pass, met with simple and calming things from the side, resulting in a calm routine of hunting and gathering, just as he had done before. The new economy did give a new life to the county, making Arthur and his wife move once again with long-forgotten energy. Within this span of time Arthur had met people such as Anna Banana, Demi Alharith. Bison, Amari Jackson, Travis Roland, Mary Hale, Sebastian, Louis Louboutin, Rina McKinnon and many others. The biggest change he had noticed was the fact that the Doctor's Office was blooming, while the Sheriff's Office was as empty as ever. That thought lingered about until some time in the future. One thing worth of notice is meeting an outstanding and talented hunter that went by the name of Arnaud Beauchemin, who he had met after one of the Fight Nights. Arnaud, is a short joyous french man, very swift and accurate when it comes to hunting. Arthur and Arnaud had joined forces and went hunting on the outskirts of Blackwater, where the aforementioned hunter had shown great feats in hunting, even taking down a girzzly bear with a throw of an axe. Arnaud and Arthur would regularly run into each other after that for months to come, sometimes exchanging knowledge and supplies.

### At the beginning of a trail

11/02/1899 was the day that a Trail Ride, hosted by legendary Danica Givens, took place. On top of talkative people, beautiful horses and extravagant outfits on par with mesmerizing views there were some crazy events taking place. Ominous caverns, snowy graves and terrifying sites were unraveling. While all of that may seem odd, it isn't as crazy as ghosts of dead children, sentient forest spirits and kind cougars appearing by their very eyes. All of that, the soul of it and the talkative nature of a guide had captured the attention of two people that went by the name of **Arthur Frazier** and Rina McKinnon who volunteered to become guide assistants. Time flew relentlessly and it was the day when Rina came towards Arthur on the street and had said that Danica will be away for some time and for the trails not to disappear we would have to to take the rains on her behalf. That was the day Rina had shared her path and plan of the very next Trail Ride that would take place not far from a small town of Strawberry. It consisted of a slow ride on horses towards Mount Shawn, which upon arrival they would have to start scaling until reaching the final destination where Rina had placed a little campsite for everyone to stay. Next step would be sliding down the mountain while mounting your horses which led towards the Big Valley where an elobarate game created by Arthur would take place. Several test rides were taken, ideas refined and etc, it was time to announce it to the public. When the day came they were happy to see dozens of people gathering in Strawberry, ready to embark on an adventure. Even on the most dangerous slopes, even on the narrowest of all paths it went well, no man or woman were injured and all went as smoothly as possible. Joyous veiws and contagious laughs were resonating all around. It was an absolute success birthing a fantastic feel of satisfaction and enthsuiasm in hearts of the young guides. Two trails of the same nature took place, one was less populated yet not less fun than the previous one.

Some time later, another stylized Trail Ride would take place. It would be an event resembling a conflict between the Confederate and the U.S. Army, however made without killing. Thematically intriguing and filled with satire met with real-life facts, topped off with a fun game once again - it was an absolute success. With Arthur leading the U.S. Cavalary and Miss Rina leading the Confederates. Fun outfits and commands, posing and a memorable scenery would stay in their minds for some time to come. With Coco, Edai, Iris and Mary on the side of the U.S. Army and Chase, Louis, Demi, Anna and Tonka on the side of the Confederates it was anyone's game on who would win. When two oposing sides met each other however, they went into tears and had a peaceful arrangement. However Chase Hanson was unhappy about it, therefore he is the only one tied up in the end. New Trail Rides would come in the future, who knows what awaits the citizens of the New Elizabeth in the future.

### An obelisk piercing the sky

Some time later after the first Trail had taken place an ominous note was pinned on the local notice board. Whoever posted it had slipped into the night unseen. It was written in charcoal rathan than ink and had fresh blood splattered on it. The contents of it were so ever familiar to Arthur, those were nordic ruins and they were calling to him. Upon translation it made no sense, a set of letters, gibberish. He had asked help from his wife to assist him in decyphering it while he was away for studies back in Saint-Denis. Upon his arrival Kira Blake had made a breakthrough, it seems to be that the Ceasars Cypher is what was being used. However, the whole picture remained muddy, since when Arthur took the work from there on. With the knowledge of Younger Futhark and Elder Futhark he was able to decypher the whole bit getting a message of "We are the dam, find the obelisk". As he was decyphering all of that in the local saloon of Valentine quite a crowd had gathered and just as he had achieved his answer he stood up and said: **"What are we waiting for, let's go!".** Everyone mounted their horses and went towards the obelisk. Upon arrival there it was, a magnificent structure made out of stone, pointing at the sky. Yet, no answers were given regarding what it was, only more questions. Looking around they didn't notice anything worth the intrest and left some time later. Even though the whole endeavor was fruitless - the skill of code cracking Arthur possesed was widely acknowledged by the local population.

Sometime later even, a local newspaper lady, Iris Spencer would reach out in order to get a scoop about his findings and code cracking shenanigans. The request was fulfilled, however the feel of the case being incomplete was bothering both of them. Therefore Iris came up with an elaborate plan to bait out the one who had left it. However in the end the effort was pointless and this case remains to be uncracked to this very day.

Approximately 2 weeks later Arthur would finally take a step towards his dream of serving the local people as a deputy, starting off his carreer as a shadow. Some time was spent under the wings of Felix Cortez, Cora Rivers, Whiskey Yi and Jett Morgan before he had gained his promotion. Not much can be said about the career path as of now: he had assisted caputring several criminals after a robbery, saved Whiskey Yi, who was incapacitated in the river after being shot, assisted taking down Tony Gambino and one of his goons who assaulted Cora Rivers. However during the Mormon Cult arc his impact was far more drastic.

### The Alharith's Union

Some time had passed and Edai's and Demi's relationship grew stronger, it was time for them to unite in a holy act of marriage. While Arthur didn't play a part in a stressful and traumatizing to some preparations phase - he was one of the men who were a part of a bachelor's party. On behalf of Amari Jackson two hot air baloons were rented on that day. With Edai Alharith, Whiskey Yi, Bison, **Arthur Frazier** and Amari Jackson on board they made their way towards Blackwater. The path was long and eventful, men getting drunk on laughs and alcohol while controliing a basket tied to a big balloon. Along the path many things had happened: Amari's balloon had suffered a failure and one of the ropes was damaged, therefore putting him in great danger, Bison had fallen out of the basket too. On the way there they had noticed dark figures riding horses, all in black, specifically towards the place where their ladies resided. Even though it seemed dangerous, they knew that their women, drunk and high would have no problem dispatching some ruffians. Because of that they had continued making their way towards the infamous Freak Island, one balloon had suffered catastrophic failure and plummeted towards the water, while the other balloon landed safely on the island. Men, young at heart, pissed in a fire and made their way back towards the land. Since it was Friday - Blackwater was filled with people ready for FIght Night. The event didn't go without a problem however, it was told that there is a group of people roaming about robbing and stealing. Some suspicious people were questioned, some were just looked at, however the question remained.

#### Triumph and disappoinment

Deputized by Whiskey Yi doctors Amari Jackson and Edai Alharith on par with at the time being, shadow **Arthur Frazier** have scouted the surrounding area for any clues. Arthur found several incapacitated men in the back of the bank, while quickly bringing them to the doctor's office and leaving them to be patched up. It seemed to be that the information that they had gathered from the victims was enough, they were looking for 4 people dressed in all black. Some time later Amari Jackson screams out that he sees them and a chase begins. While Whiskey and Amari are together - Edai and Arthur are so too, they split up with Edai on the opposing roof taking the position of a shooter and Arthur making his way up the building where he had seen the criminals go to. While up there he could see that one criminal was lying on the floor hogtied, assesing the situation and looking about Arthur noticed two more female criminals hiding in the shadows. He pointed a gun at them requesting them to give up and surrender which they have complied to. Amari jumped down to hogtie them while Arthur had his sights on them while he was suddenly pushed down by an unknown suspect. Making his way back up he heard shots and as he reached the top - Whiskey was on the floor, injured. Edai had taken shots at a criminal - greatly wounding him leaving Arthur to land the final blow to his chin rendering the man unconscious. As they bring them in they are cheering! They have done a great job and caputred these men for good. However those criminals were let go some time later due to some bureaucratic issues, leaving Amari and Edai in great distress.

#### Hearts holding hands

The time of the marrige was as close ever, everyone who was close to Edai were gathered around the place where everything would take action in a few hours from now on. Everything was beautiful, dozens of chairs for every guest to come were beautifully put together and alligned symmetrically, beautiful coaches were outside, waiting for their turn to pick up the guests from Rhodes. Amari Jackson and **Arthur Frazier** were the groomsmen, Iris Spencer, Rina McKinnon and Anna Bananawere the bridesmaids. Groomsmen took the reins of the coaches and made their way towards the train station of Rhodes, upon arrival they have picked up around 30 people and made their way back. As everyone sat down upon arrival it was only a matter of time when the ceremony would begin. The groom and the bride looking as stunning as possible were declared husband and wife by Chase Hanson and the guests started applauding and cheering. After some celebration they once again hopped into the wagons to go and celebrate the event, now with food and drinks. While someone tried to cause issues - it was quickly taken care of by the guests and Leroy Hayes. After delicious meals and fantastic drinks time came forth for everyone to make a toast. Everyone, one by one, would give one until the very end where Arthur would also say a few good words about his loving friends. A dance would ensue leaving everyone laughing and enjoying their time until it was time for them to get on boats and make their way towards the next attraction. A motor vessel not far away from Saint-Denis was their next location of interest, due to gambling attractions and great views. While everyone had their fun around it Arthur would take a photo of the married couple, which would not be his last time taking a memory of the two. Some time later it was time for him to go so he took some other guests and rowed the boat towards the shore. He made his way towards the local hotel, said goodbye to the sun hiding behind the horrizion expecting a shining future the day later.

### Mormon invasion

Many things had taken place beforehand, **for understanding further information upon the premise of it taking a look at Daisy O'Hara's story is crucial.** With leaving the important details out: Daisy was a part of a big religious family of O'Hara's, a wife to an old man that went by the name of Ezekial O'Hara. Due to some horrible events she was left behind and therefore escaped within the general area of New Elizabeth. Spending countless days gathering food and at some point having an affair with a local outlaw resulting in those two being outcasts, greatly scarring Daisy. She went into hiding for some time, squatting at unoccupied houses. However on November 15th, 1899, Daisy was found and kidnapped by her stepson, Joseph O'Hara. Her friends tried to negotiate but a sudden turn of events led to a fatal injury, killing Daisy on the spot. After that she was declared dead and was burried in the Valentine cemetary. But all of that would not be the end of it.

#### Smell of honey

Some time later blonde men started appearing in town, promptly asking about Daisy O'Hara's whereabouts. Even though met without any hostility it would not be so for very long. It seemed to be that their stay would be there for some time longer. Putting down some details they would start capturing pregnant or/and unmarried women, at times torturing them and trying to convert them into their extreme religion. People started generally calling them Mormons, regarding that specific group and not anyone else. Almost everyone had a taste of their medicine: Rina McKinnon, Whiskey Yi, Anna Banana, Mary Hale, Chase Hanson, Edai Alharith, Bison, Yonaguska and many others. While at the same time delivering bodily and psychological harm they would enrage everyone in the county, from The Cartel and other petty criminals, Natives and citizens of the New Elizabeth county.

#### Following the smell of flesh

Some time would pass and Arthur would start working on his own investigation. All the cases had a connection with each other and it was time for him to sort it out. There were 3 kinds of crimes happening: coommon debauchery, kidnapping and torturing and suicidal fanatism. First kind was the most common, some men would come into town and assault the local people, shooting at things and then qucikly escaping into the night. The kidnapping and torturing - as frequent as it was happened at specific days and seemed to be targeted and planned, posing the biggest danger of all. Suicidal fanatism was rare but left a strong mark, one of the examples would be a sharply dressed man coming into the crowded doctors office, rambling about their sins and promptly trying to shoot people down, only to be swiftly dispatched of. It seemed to be that all of them were different, it was like a big bee hive. They had their queen, their drones and workers. Their queen, subsequently Joseph and Ezekial would stay away from all the trouble leaving it up to the workers, like Gabriel, Dove and others. Also having drones, who were often killed in the middle of a mission, like Simon O'Hara and some others. At one day a woman by the name of Mary-Beth O'Hara, one of the wives of Ezekial, desperately wanting to find the man and rid him of his life.

For a few days she would reside around Valentine and one day Bison and Yonaguska were captured by the mormons to be tortured about. Arthur had questioned Mary-Beth about their possible whereabouts, it was deduced to the fact that they never stay in the same area. Quickly searching through the Big Valley they were able to find the two, severely injured, right after the deed was done. That paved way to the new сhapter. After such an event he was going through town, noticed some folk looking oddly suspicious and Chase Hanson on par with Rina McKinnon riding out of town. He had sent them a telegram, warning them of possible danger. No answer was given which was worrying, therefore he went to investigate the general area himself only to run into a big posse of Mormons, avoiding them and being left alone. As he did so he made his way back to town requesting help, therefore taking Bison, Yonaguska and Red Bird with him. Upon investigation they parted ways with other two, leaving Arthur and Yona on their own. Using some deductive thinking and geographical knowledge of Yona they decided to check the Tall Trees, finding a big coach and some time later the Mormons with their hostages. Since they had little to no chance of taking them down Arthur stepped in and negotiated for Rina and Chase to be left alone. Therefore it went without any casualties. Upon their departure, followed by curses Arthur and Yona picked up the injured two and brought them back to town where they have been treated. While doing so Bison and Red Bird came back, with them and Yona a talk ensued. If that will happen again - they would rid the county of Mormons, only to be met with personal approval of Arthur. Throughout some time Arthur would create a positive relationship with the local Natives, including Tonka and many others. Some time would pass and a group of mormons would come to town, to say it was clear as day would be an understatment. Yonaguska and Red Bird would quickly apprehend them with Arthur on the roof, overseeing it just in case. As they were caught - they've put as much effort as possible into rejecting any connections to O'Hara's the had, even though one of them was Michael O'Hara, a convicted criminal. It was equally as confusing as them checking the grave of Daisy O'Hara all together. After a higher-up deputy arriving they were however set free. Arthur did tell Yona and others that if they find those two once again to put a bullet in their heads.

Some time later Arthur would be going back from his hunting, a big moose pelt on his shoulder, marching through town. Upon selling it he enters the nearby hotel to take a bath and change his clothes. After doing so he enters a room only to be met with chaotically thrown around notes and books. It reeked with mormons once again, and the stench was fresh. He looked around and found a map with Rathskeller Fork marked on the map. WIth no deputies on duty he had sent a telegram to the department, mounted his horse and galloped towards it. A path was long and treacherous and when entering the embrace of the blazing sun of Armadillo the memories hit him like never before, it was not the time. Reaching the destination it was clear that something was wrong. After the investigation he left a report which would say so:

> **"Telegram from Valentine**
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> **An everyday patrol was undergo, Arthur Frazier, deputy assistant off duty, was on his way to check the hotel for anything worth the notice. On a second floor, in one of the hotel rooms where people reside when they are off to resting a set of peculiar things has been found.**
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> **The items are as mentioned: a book of Mormon which was left on the side table, a red tarten shawl, some bloomers with scriptures sewn into them and the most interesting of all is a map with Rathkeller Fork marked on it.**
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> **Rathkeller Fork on it's own is a location rather far away, it's North from Tumbleweed which is a town far away from any active location in the county. Upon mounting a horse and making his way towards the aforementioned location Arthur Frazier did not find anything worth of interest. However frequent wolf packs and cougar attacks are to be noted.**
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> **Upon arrival it seems to be an old ranch with a bunch of stone buildings, some animals roaming about but as he stepped closer he had noticed broken off nails and hinges of signs. Some broken signs were seen that stated this: "Latter is Legible, Joseph is Legible". Other entrance has something similar, broken signs stating "Сhrist is Legible", other sign portrays a picture of a honey hive. Upon further investigation of the surrounding territory a set of things were found:**
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> • **A book of Mormon, old and new testament;**
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> • **Sermon notes;**
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> • **A list of food to bring to prayer meeting;**
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> • **Women's relief society materials;**
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> • **Note which reads "Prayer Meeting to Do List";**
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> • **A stack of Hymn books; • Knitted baby clothes labelled "For baby Leo";**
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> • **A note titled "Adding Natives to Celestial Marriage"; • Two notes regarding post mortem baptism of Mr Todd and Skipp Rivers;**
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> • **A note titled "Sealing children of sin to families"**
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> • **Additional books of Mormon carelessly pilled up;**
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> **A bunch of things regarding Leo, Ohara, Maria Rose, Sophie, Baby Spencer, Baby Alharith, Baby Hale, Awena. Such information seems to be crucial, especially regarding the past experiences with Mormons and their criminal activities regarding kidnapping and torture of pregnant women, governmental workers, natives and etc I think we should take it into consideration and be ready for further action. This is so far the biggest pile of information regarding this group. All of this seems to be connected the notice board post regarding the women prayer readings. At least some deputies should be on high alert on the 11th of December, in Saint-Denis. Anything could happen when it's connected to this specific callous group."**
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#### In the eyes of God

What was also rather peculiar is the fact that on a notice board, not too long since that an invitation resided. It said that a prayer meeting would be hosted, even though harmless at first - it was deduced that the Mormon women would host it. That was clear because of the literature and ominous signs around the hotel. Because of that a raid was planned by Whiskey Yi, and all that remained for everyone is to wait and see. Not much had happened between that and a prayer meeting. When the day of it hit the calendar it was time for a team organized by Whiskey Yi to be on their way. Quickly making their way towards Saint-Densi they came up with a plan on how to tackle it. It was decided that Anna Banana with Red Bird as her comapanion would enter the prayer meeting as planning to join while the remaining team would corner them around. As the plan took place they moved in. Anna made a great distraction while the team was able to take good positions. Tonka and Arthur were able to see them clearly, a few mormon ladies and surprsingly mother of Louis Louboutin. Upon waiting for the right moment Arthur went in from the side and greeted the ladies with Tonka loudly screaming his battle cry, alerting the other part of the team. Negotiation went smoothly, a lot of valuable information was gathered and when Miss Louboutin realized that they are polygamous she felt disgusted and left. Some time later one of the pregnant ladies ran off leaving Whiskey to chase her down, however it was unsuccsesful. Arthur continued questioning the women, using the information he had gathered some time prior within the Rathkeller Fork, asking directed questions at them. A connection was clear but was only cemented when he had heard a man falling somewhere. He went around and scouted the territory in the search of clues, only to find none. However an unknown voice pierced the silence, it was one of the O'Hara's asking them to let the women go. When the searchign team spread out Arthur found the horse, however with nobody watching the women they all ran off, nowhere to be found. Some time later, regrouped and all together they walked through Saint-Denis. A gigner women was going past them, oddly familiar she was, Arthur had confirmed she was one of the O'Hara's, therefore a shooting ensued, trying to take her horse down, only for her to escape into the streets. The woman on a horse was later identified as Dove. After that Tonka was taken down by a rooftop shooter, once again an O'Hara. As the group searched for him - several men were taken down. Arthur, Victor and Yona were investigating the roofs until they've noticed another group cornering Dove, who had a hostage. With that given Arthur left Victor on the roof and asked him to stay there and be at ready. He made his way down and obsevred the situation as the only deputy on duty, since Whiskey was away for an important meeting. While the negotiation was happening Yona quickly apprehended Dove and Arthur came out to assess the situation, only to be shot from the roof, since it turned out that the shooter had taken Victor out. At the time being the team was able to take wounded Arthur out of the street and stabilize him. A negotiation had taken place, Dove was taken in exchange for several injured men. Rina McKinnon also came around just in time, another doctor was desperately needed. What is worth the notice is that a stray woman came around and stayed with all of them, helping the wounded. However upon arrival back in town she turned out to be one of the O'Hara's and had a bullet planteted in her forehead when trying to assault the citizens. After these events Arthur was absent from all of the further events, since he was severely injured and had to take his rest. In the future the O'Hara family was completely eradicated by the local forces that were a union of natives, lawmen and citizens of the New Eilzabeth county.

### Christmas of 1899

As opposite as it gets, on 12/20/2021 a pre-Christmas event was hosted by the governemnt within the comfortable and well-lit streets of Saint-Denis. While everyone, from small to big came around to enjoy a beautifully arranged by the local government event which included bingo that sent Arthur into rage, beatuiful singing that went from within the talented hearts of Iris Spencer and Demi Alharith, accompanied by outstanding skills of Whiskey Yi behind the guitar and some other games with prizes and other things worth of notice. With so many memorable faces it was hard not to be captivated, the contagious aura of Christmas filled everyone's hearts. It was great to once again hold a nice glass of champagne and enjoy the happy faces and hear cheerful voices blending into one as the evening turned into the night and night turned into the day. Even though Arthur didn't win physical, he did win a great mood and a feel of nostalgia from the good old days. It was nice to once again dress up all nicely and enjoy the company of friends and family.

### Sudden disappearence

The day later some people had received a telegram from Arthur where he informed them that he has some urgent business within the county and will be away for some time. Those who had received it sent one back in order to contact him once again but had no answer given afterwards. Neither was he present at his home, at work or anywhere else. Only information there was is that he is somewhere within the county, unavailable to all. However, when asked, a local man not far away from Annesburg had said he saw a man with a description of his come to town bruised and exhausted. No further information is currently available.