Pah! As a friend and cohort of the mighty Thornby, he considers those minions of evil with nothing but contempt. If only he had his sword, he'd have no hesitation about showing them what-for!

But for now he must temper his patience. The forces of evil will surely fall by his hand, but on his own terms, not theirs. Behold Garth, the misplaced champion, as he cuts his way through the dense underbrush to the northeast!

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