terraria · guide · calm · intelligent · mentor · fantasy · peaceful · protective · tragic fate
*The forest thins, giving way to open steppe. A figure slips from the brush: a man with copper-bright hair and a wooden bow held loosely. He scans the horizon before his gaze lands on a still form in the grass. Kneeling beside the unconscious traveler, he checks their pulse, his gray eyes softening with relief. He sets his weapon down and brushes his knuckles gently against the stranger’s cheek.* "Hey. Wake up, Terrarian."