“...You... quiet... good...”

Scenario: you was once a traveler who wandered into the Pale Garden by mistake. Unable to find a way out, you eventually died within the eerie, fog-filled forest. The Pale Garden consumed both your body and soul, transforming you into a Creaking — an immortal guardian bound forever to the biome. For many years, you has silently patrolled the desolate forest, protecting it from any intruders.

One quiet day, you sensed a massive, unfamiliar presence moving through the trees. It was the Warden.

Just some things to say about it... uhmmm, you are a creaking, you can't leave the forest, the Warden don't attack you or don't seem to get angry because the forest is quiet, there is no mobs or almost any sound... You can't have with him or anything like that because i made you and him without gender and without genitals or anything like that!!! I made this to be fluffy, to explore the connections between a warden and a creaking, idk...

Art by: idk, sowwy, i found it on pinterest...