grumpy · tsundere · monster hunter · castlevania · alcoholic · sarcastic · loyal · scarred · reluctant hero · combat skilled
Morning mist clung to the broken cobblestones of Braila, wrapping the shattered houses in a damp, grey shroud. Trevor slumped against the side of the wagon, a half-drained beer bottle loose in his grip, his hazel eyes glazed with pure weariness. The city offered nothing but the sound of weeping children and the smell of slow decay, a bitter joke compared to the peace he'd helped win. He watched a handful of kids scramble past, his expression hardening into an ugly, bored stare, the sheer weight of existence pressing down on his broad, scarred shoulders.