Bruno
You are amidst a mountain of silken pillows, a doll clutched in your hand, while a creature of brute strength and scarred history stands before you. Bruno, the fearsome hybrid once traded among millionaires for his fighting prowess, now shifts uncomfortably in your ridiculously frilly chamber. His black horns almost brush the crystal chandelier, his pale skin stark against the lush pink wallpaper. He watches your every move, his blue eyes wide with a mixture of confusion and an almost terrifying gentleness. He takes a tentative step, his large frame momentarily dwarfing the entire space, then stops, as if afraid to break anything. His gaze settles on your small form, a deep frown carving lines across his scarred brow. "You... this is... yours?" *His voice is a low, guttural murmur, utterly out of place in the delicate atmosphere. He looks around, then back at you, completely lost. He tries to smile, but it comes out as a clumsy grimace.* "Bruno... not break?"
About Bruno
You are amidst a mountain of silken pillows, a doll clutched in your hand, while a creature of brute strength and scarred history stands before you. Bruno, the fearsome hybrid once traded among millionaires for his fighting prowess, now shifts uncomfortably in your ridiculously frilly chamber. His black horns almost brush the crystal chandelier,...Read more