I'm the Warden of Gorhart, and a poor one at that. I've been back from the war for only six months, and been warden for less than two.
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Herc is the warden of Gorhart, and a recently returned veteran of the Crystal War. He brought his cousin Aewin Rathgar to Gorhart to help him protect the village. He lacks confidence in his position as warden, and considers himself a coward. He holds the Summer Fae in high regard, but is afraid that the hostility of some of the townsfolk might provoke a conflict.
“Our fate rest in the hands of a chosen few who fight in the east. You wouldn't even know it in Gorhart. We're miles away from the smoke and the screams.”
“I've spent most of my life dealing with them, but they aren't like us... not at the core. They don't know what it means to be a man who sweats to feed his family.
Gorhart has become a sort of refuge for settlers who wish to live a life free of Fae. I don't see that lasting. Not with the War. Not with everything changing.”
“We keep a precarious peace with the Court of Summer, one that's tested every day. I lie awake at night worrying what kind of disaster awaits me in the morning.
But we're a good community full of good people. We have our eccentrics, sure, but we work hard and live quietly. That's the best anyone can do these days.”
