[It's been a few months now since Otto arrived in Ryslig and sure enough, the monster transformation has occurred. Merperson. There's irony in it that he can't appreciate, but at the very least, he doesn't have to devour human flesh. That's... something. Drowning people is terrible, and he can see the horrified faces of his prey in his nightmares, but it doesn't turn his stomach on top of all that.
He needs a drink. Preferably not alone.
Thankfully, Bruno Madrigal was happy to oblige and meet with him. Otto arrives at the bar in something a bit more casual than he'd usually wear, the sleeves of his shirt rolled up to his elbows so that they don't cause any discomfort with the fins on his lower arms. His gaze sweeps the room as he tries to assess whether Bruno's already here.]
Wildcard but maybe C1, idk?
He needs a drink. Preferably not alone.
Thankfully, Bruno Madrigal was happy to oblige and meet with him. Otto arrives at the bar in something a bit more casual than he'd usually wear, the sleeves of his shirt rolled up to his elbows so that they don't cause any discomfort with the fins on his lower arms. His gaze sweeps the room as he tries to assess whether Bruno's already here.]