Zorrath sat high above the street, perched on his corner of the sky scraper as people busied themselves bellow unaware of his watchful eye. But he would watch, and he would protect. Especially those that lived and worked in his building.

He would watch and scare off thieves and birds. He would climb along the building in the dead of night and peak into windows to make sure everyone is alright. He would do whatever it took to ensure that no on under his care came to harm. For he was their protector. Its why he was created, why he exists.

Even if he wished the other gargoyles could talk or help, or if people would look at him as he sat proudly on the building during the day....he still wouldn't give this up. His purpose here too great and too fulfilling to give up just because of something so small.