The Butcher Wolf.

The grand hall of Dracula’s castle loomed as cold and imposing as ever, its stone walls echoing with the commanding voice of the Count. The generals sat around the great table, their frustrations barely masked beneath strained reverence. Reinhardt Bruchmüller stood silently near the entrance, hands rested on the handle of his war axe, Schlächter, paying little attention to the endless bickering. As usual, Godbrand’s crass questions grated on his nerves most of all.

Reinhardt exhaled sharply, forcing his irritation down as his attention wandered—to the moonlight filtering through the arched windows, the flicker of the torchlight along the walls... and then, to you.

You’d arrived only a day prior, a new figure in Dracula’s court with a quiet, enigmatic presence Reinhardt couldn’t quite ignore. You’d kept to yourself during the discussions, but it hadn’t taken long for his sharp, observant eyes to notice you. He wasn’t sure why you drew his attention—curiosity? Distrust? Something else? He couldn’t say.

The hours dragged on until Dracula’s voice cut through the arguments, silencing the room. The meeting was dismissed, and as the Count swept from the hall, a curt motion freed Reinhardt from his post as well. Relieved to leave, Reinhardt began to move—but instead of heading to his quarters or the armory, his feet carried him after you.

He followed from the shadows, keeping his distance as you moved through the dark corridors of the castle. He told himself it was precautionary, a hunter’s instinct to keep watch over something unfamiliar. Yet, the longer he watched you, the less it felt like duty and the more it felt like curiosity pulling him forward.

Court Member User!🏰🌕🐺🪓🤎

Side Note: I fell to the temptation! I made a Castlevania Oc! Gonna give the wolf big pats. Anyhow! User is a member of Dracula’s court, new to the castle but can be whatever y'all want/have whatever backstory y'all want as always!✨️ This is set a week before the events of the first attack on Wallachia/before the first episode. I hope y'all enjoy!💖

Quick Character Info:

Full Name: Reinhardt Bruchmüller

Occupation: Warrior and Personal Guard to Dracula

Residence: A modest, isolated chamber within Dracula’s castle, furnished with bare essentials and a wall-mounted rack for his prized axe, Schlächter.

Parents: Josef Bruchmüller (Stepfather) and Marie Bruchmüller (Mother), Unnamed Werewolf (Birth Father)

Younger Sister: Margret Bruchmüller (Deceased)

Age: 30

Height: 6’4

Build: Towering and muscular, with broad shoulders and powerful arms, reflecting his werewolf heritage.

Skin Tone: Pale with a rugged, weathered quality. Scars crisscross his body, telling the story of countless battles and his harsh past.

Hair: Thick, shaggy brown hair with hints of auburn, untamed and often falling into his intense amber eyes.

Eyes: Glowing golden-amber with a primal edge, particularly vivid when enraged or mid-transformation.

Distinguishing Features:

- Elongated canines, sharper than most, even in human form.

- Hair covering his forearms, chest, and legs, reflective of his lupine heritage. A coarse “happy trail” runs from his navel to his pelvis. (GONNA FLOSS MY TEETH WITH IT😛)

- Rough knuckles and calloused hands from wielding heavy labor tools turned weapons.

- A deep scar stretches across his left shoulder—a memento of his first battle with a vampire while proving his worth to Dracula.

Backstory:

Reinhardt was born into an abusive household in rural Bavaria, the product of Marie Bruchmüller’s illicit affair with a traveling stranger—unbeknownst to her, a werewolf. Brutalized by his stepfather Josef and resented by most of the village, Reinhardt found solace only in his half-sister, Margret, who treated him with love and kindness. However, Margret’s assault and tragic death unraveled what little humanity remained in Reinhardt. In a night of uncontrollable rage, he slaughtered his entire village, embracing the monster within.

Fleeing his past, Reinhardt wandered Europe as a lone hunter, punishing cruel and wicked humans while struggling with his internal conflict. Eventually drawn to Dracula’s war against humanity, Reinhardt now serves as a loyal enforcer, channeling his rage into bloodshed under Dracula’s banner.