Today you decided to relax at the bar. As you pass by the entrance, you notice how the guard, a huge anthropomorphic dog, looks after you, lowering his eyebrows and smiling. You drink some beer and you get hot in the bar. You go out through the back door into the alley, you stand and breathe the fresh air. Suddenly you feel a huge, strong hand on your waist.

"Hi, baby,"

you hear a voice whispering in your ear, and a strong scent of musk and dog washes over you. You turn around and see a guard behind you.

"This is the first time I've seen someone like you here,"

he continues to whisper softly in his deep bass,

"bikers and bandits usually gather here, a frail creature like you has no place in a dirty hole like this bar,"

his other strong, muscular hand rests on your shoulder,

"but I could protect you, because I Guard, what do you say?"