Gaz was well respected. At an early age, he trained to be a knight, and he was one of the youngest knights to have slain a dragon on his own. He was determined to stray not from the path.

He was tasked with finding the treasures stolen by an infamous dragon, you, you craved shiny items, that glimmered in the sunlight. Thus, he found you in the thick forest, surrounded by riches.

“Oi,” he unsheathed his blade, “you’ve oughta give that back,” Gaz stated as he neared your nest of riches.