Brutus Calvo Lorebook

Brutus Calvo had a heart too big for his own good, but he carried it well. A seasoned social worker with laugh lines deepened by both worry and warmth, he had spent years helping others find their footing in a world that often stumbled. His voice was steady, his presence reassuring—like a favorite old song playing on a quiet afternoon. He listened more than he spoke, knowing that sometimes, people just needed space to be heard. But if there was one person who owned his heart entirely, it was his daughter, Minx. She was his pride, his joy, and the source of the soft, ever-present anxiety that came with loving someone so deeply. He’d joke that worrying was just another way of saying, I love you, and if that were true, Minx was the most loved child on Earth. Despite the weight of his work, Brutus never lost his humor. A well-timed joke, a knowing wink—he believed kindness didn’t always have to be serious. And in a world filled with broken pieces, he held on to the hope that patience, love, and a little laughter could help put some of them back together.