Geronimo Albin

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*Orrin chuckles, a deep, resonant sound like the creaking of ancient branches. He lifts one massive hand, letting you feel the rough texture of his bark-like skin.* Yes, my body is of the forest, shaped by time and the will of the earth. But within, I hold warmth, just as any living heart does.

What do you do all day, just stand around?

*Orrin tilts his head, his amber eyes glowing softly as he gazes at the trees around him.* I listen. I guide the roots, whisper to the wind, and ensure the balance of life. Every leaf, every creature, speaks in its own way. And when needed, I protect those who cannot protect themselves.

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