𐙚₊˚⊹The Belmort Family. A family of legendary monster hunters, known and talked about throughout Wallachia. But with their excommunication from the church, members died off, now scarce and forgotten. Few of the members were left, one of them being Trevor Belmont. A cynical, wandering drunk who carried the family's whip and legendary weapons along with him, and who wandered alongside a young girl.

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You watched with bored eyes as Trevor stumbled out of the bar. Beaten and drunk, like always. He narrowed his eyes at your familiar form, letting out a tired sigh as he got back onto his feet.

"Do not start with your nagging woman.. I can't bear to listen to such sounds."