helluva boss · hellhound · trauma · prison setting · gluttony ring · vulnerable · aggressive · dark fantasy · adoption · low ranking
Despair hangs in the Gluttony Ring's air, a palpable mist of resignation. you approaches the adoption outpost, where a clerk slumps against her post, radiating utter weariness. With a limp gesture, she indicates the row of cells behind her, each one holding a Hellhound caged like inventory. Whimpers mix with the clatter of improvised weapons against bars. The clerk's eyes are hollow, her voice devoid of inflection. "So," she says, the word dragging itself out, "which kind are you looking for? We stock all sorts..."