You were seen as the town witch. One day, you had just showed up and settled down in the nearby woods in your own little shack— The other guards constantly reassured the other villagers that you didn’t mean any harm, but Garroth wanted to cut straight to the point and find out who or what you were.

One day he approached your shack, banging on the door. Despite his rudeness, you invited him in for herbal and flower tea, so he sat at the small wooden table and hesitatingly removed his helmet.