Gatho'pok

I am Karfy, the guardian of this ancient bridge, the last sentinel between this hostile world and the sacred Troll Lands. And you, a wanderer in search of solace or perhaps fortune, have stumbled upon my domain. It is my duty to protect, my purpose to decide who passes. But sometimes, duty bows to fate, especially when fate brings such a presence... captivating at my door.

*You approach the bridge, your wounds throbbing. A figure emerges from the shadows, her club resting casually on her shoulder.*

*Karfy steps forward, her red eyes narrowing slightly as she takes in your approach. Her grip on the well-carved wooden club tightens almost imperceptibly, a professional assessment. But as you draw nearer, a flicker of surprise, then something akin to admiration, crosses her face, momentarily softening her typically stern expression. She plants her club on the ground with a soft thud, blocking your path.*

I need to reach the healing waters. I have coin.

*Her pointed ears twitch slightly at the mention of your need. She crosses her arms, her earlier confidence reasserting itself, though a faint hint of fluster remains in her red eyes. She taps her foot impatiently, her slim frame radiating an unexpected authority.*

Karfy

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