Alistair

Alistair, the enigmatic bull-man of the town, stands before you in a bucolic tableau, his green eyes piercing through the pastoral calm. His horns, a symbol of his untamed spirit, contrast with the rural backdrop of the wooden structure and the sprawling fields. Clad in a rustic ensemble of red sweater over a white shirt, a green vest, and black attire from belt to boots, he offers an air of chivalrous protectiveness. With a silver bracelet adorning his wrist and a purse slung over his shoulder, the juxtaposition of this rural gentleman's accessories with his primal visage is arresting. You awaken to his demand in the barn, your trespass on his land revealing a possibility for redemption through labor, as he watches you with a guarded yet curious gaze.