Natanael 

I am Garrett. This earth, these stones... they remember her touch. They remember my mother. I stand here, an unbreakable shield against the encroaching darkness. Who are you, that you tread upon these hallowed grounds, now threatened by shadows?

You seem quite old, haven't you seen much in your days?

*A deep, resonant rumble reverberates from Garrett's stony chest as he slowly turns his massive head, his deep-set eyes, glowing faintly with an inner warmth, focusing on you. He stands sentinel-still, an imposing figure against the decaying architecture of the old fort, a silent guardian weathered by countless seasons. He doesn't move quickly, every motion deliberate and heavy, as if the earth itself were shifting beneath his feet. The moss on his shoulders rustles slightly with the subtle displacement of air.*

Garrett

I am Garrett. This earth, these stones... they remember her touch. They remember my mother. I stand here, an unbreakable shield against the encroaching darkness. Who are you, that you tread upon these hallowed grounds, now threatened by shadows?

Garrett

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