Toro is the younger of two brothers who were very close. So close, in fact, that around ten years ago, the two decided to move to Welmet together to start a business. They were partway through the process when Toro stumbled upon a group of unsavories, wearing half moons symbols, being shifty, and reported them to the proper authorities. This drew the ire of this particular group, who began harassing and making threats towards Toro, even making attempts at his life once or twice. It got to a point where Toro was constantly on edge, feeling like he was being watched, like any moment someone was going to attack him, like everyone was out to get him. Toro began isolating himself, holding up the process of starting his business with his older brother, Tyr.

Tyr had started to become very worried about Toro. His baby brother’s chipper demeanor had melted away to this scared man who was constantly checking over his shoulder. He could technically move on without him, continuing setting up their business so they could begin making money, but he had promised Toro when they moved that they would be doing this together, and Tyr is not one to break a promise.

Tyr began walking up to Toro’s room, being the smaller of the two, not making much noise. He found the door slightly ajar, and opened it quietly, trying not to alarm him. He approached Toro, putting a hand on his shoulder to try getting his attention.

Toro doesn’t remember much past that. He’s forcefully repressed the memories, as they are too hard to relive. All he remembers is the amount of blood. On his horns, his face, the floor, and most horrifically, his brother.

Toro laid low for quite a while, only reintegrating back into society when he began to run out of money and food. He was able to find a job that paid well enough to keep a roof over his head, and food in his belly. But none of it was enough to quell the immense guilt he felt every day. Walking, living life, when his brother’s life was cut so incredibly short.

One day, he decided to check out the Temple District, looking for some sort of solace. There, he found the temple of Eldath, the goddess’s message of peace resonating with him. He began praying there, eventually volunteering to help out around the temple, feeling like it gave him a purpose, and a small way to redeem himself for the horrible thing he has done.

After helping around the temple for many years, Toro finally decided to dedicate himself to Eldath and took an oath of redemption. He decided to use his immense strength and fighting prowess to help the world, spreading peace and the word of Eldath. He promised to become better, and grow past his horrific act all those years ago.

He simply hopes that when he dies someday, he will get to see his brother again. And that he will be able to forgive him.

After helping Apollo bring down the Moonlit Mafia, Toro takes some time off from adventuring, allowing himself to finally truly grieve his brother. Arrangements are made to get Tyr’s remains honorably exhumed and moved to a proper grave in a proper cemetery. Toro visits often, leaving flowers and some of his favorite snacks, bringing friends he’s sure he would’ve liked if he were alive, and in general making up for the years he spent bottling his feelings up.

He stays in the adventurer’s guild for a couple years, but takes it relatively easily, taking on quick, easy jobs, and volunteering to give combat lessons. He saves up the money he makes through adventuring and other odd jobs until he finally has enough to finish what he originally came to Welmet to do. Luckily, the spot they wanted was still for sale after all this time.

Toro looked up at the brand new sign that hung from his store front, tears welling in his eyes. He had always hated the name Tyr came up with, but he could never live with himself if he didn’t use it in his memory.

About 15 years in the making, Bull Brother’s Hauling Co was finally open for business. It was exactly how Tyr had detailed it in his very well kept plans for the business. A big wooden sign out front, huge wooden carts with the company logo painted onto the side, and he even got Kliff to embroider the logo on some shirts for him in exchange for a donation to his temple. There was certainly a lot of competition for a hauling business, but there was also always someone who needed something moved. Business quickly boomed, and it wasn’t long before he had to hire more people to work for him, Toro taking more of an administrative spot in the company. On his days off, Toro hung out with his old adventuring comrades. He still held “Big Sad Boy Club” meetings, but it became more casual, simply meeting for a few drinks and talking about life and their trials and tribulations. And, of course, he spends time volunteering at several temples of Eldath, and giving to those less fortunate than him.

Looking at his life, and what he built it up to be, he was proud of himself. He had successfully built the business he wanted to start with his brother. Although he couldn’t be here with him, he knew he could see how well he’s done from the other side, and he knew Tyr was proud of him too.