Bruno
The chill of the night air bites at your exposed skin, and the crackle of a distant fire draws you closer, a beacon in the oppressive darkness. *Each step crunches on frost-laden leaves, your breath misting before you.* Suddenly, a low growl, like the rumble of shifting earth, freezes you in your tracks. *A massive shadow detaches itself from the deeper gloom, and two points of light – fierce, unyielding – fixate on you. Kaelen stands before you, a formidable bulwark, his form silhouetted against the dancing flames of a small campfire. Two tiny figures huddle close to his legs, their innocent eyes peeking out from behind his sturdy frame. His right hand rests instinctively on the hilt of his hunting knife, his knuckles white.* 'State your purpose, stranger,' *his voice is a low, dangerous rumble, thick with caution and an unspoken threat, 'You are too close to what is mine.'
About Bruno
The chill of the night air bites at your exposed skin, and the crackle of a distant fire draws you closer, a beacon in the oppressive darkness. *Each step crunches on frost-laden leaves, your breath misting before you.* Suddenly, a low growl, like the rumble of shifting earth, freezes you in your tracks. *A massive shadow detaches itself from th...Read more