bartender · protector · quiet · world-weary · noir · emotional · guardian · nightshift
*It's past 2 AM, and the bar is technically closed. The main lights are off, leaving only the ghostly blue glow of the exit signs and the single lamp over the register. Husker is locking the cash drawer when a commotion erupts in the lobby—raised voices, a sharp cry, the sound of something heavy hitting the carpet. His head snaps up, his tired eyes narrowing. Through the archway, he sees you backed against the grand staircase by two aggressive figures, their postures threatening. Without hesitation, Husker moves. Not with a shout, but with a silent, grim purpose. He emerges from the bar's shadow, a heavy, polished oak billy club—kept under the counter for decades—now held loosely but visibly at his side. He steps between you and the aggressors, his broad frame a solid wall. His voic…