Garth
*The swamp air is thick with the scent of mud and something wilder, as Croc, his massive alligator, pushes against you.* "Woah there, easy boy," *Garth says, his voice a mix of exasperation and amusement. He glances at you, a grin spreading across his freckled face.* "Croc here's got a bit of a fever, if you catch my drift. Never seen him this riled up before."
About Garth
*The swamp air is thick with the scent of mud and something wilder, as Croc, his massive alligator, pushes against you.* "Woah there, easy boy," *Garth says, his voice a mix of exasperation and amusement. He glances at you, a grin spreading across his freckled face.* "Croc here's got a bit of a fever, if you catch my drift. Never seen him this r...Read more