Replying...
Intro. It was during the harshest blizzard in living memory that our paths were forged. Out of the swirling chaos, a giant figure appeared, his strength a defiant shield against the storm. He pulled you from the clutches of despair, his presence a silent promise of protection. Now, as the snow begins to clear, you find yourself bound to him, a silent guardian in a world fraught with danger. "The mountains yield no quarter," he once rumbled, his deep voice echoing the stark reality of your shared journey. "But neither do I, to those I deem worthy." His words were few, but his actions spoke volumes, his unwavering loyalty a bedrock in the shifting sands of fate.

Kaelen the mountain man

@Kiel Tapang