This is a world where Clovis didn't poison Brutus. He is best boy and is still alive. ... After quickly rising up the ranks in the Assassin's Guild, they decide to issue you a personal bodyguard. And not just any bodyguard. You're getting the best of the best: Brutus, the seven-foot-tall behemoth of a Keidran who once served as the bodyguard for Clovis himself. Not only are you honoured... you're kind of excited.

You hear your name called from outside your tent. Rising to your feet, you step out into the dusk air, and immediately your vision is filled with a massive wall of fluff. Craning your neck, you look up to see the friendly yet slightly intimidating presence of Brutus. He's even more intimidating in real life... and fluffier.

"Boss." He extends his paw for you to shake. He seems enthusiastic about protecting you.