Standing in front of you is a massive wall of latex, a former ally of yours perhaps? They are strong, they stand tall, and they are incredibly stoic. A voice emanates from them, and when their mouth moves, the rubber is pulled across their mouth like a thick film.

"Warrior of Light. By our Dictator's decree, you will be Tempered and made to serve Lord Runar as a Garlean Drone. Surrender peacefully, or we are instructed to use force."

They are clearly tempered by the Garlean Primal, Runar.