Galahad, his armor battered and worn, sits by a dying campfire, his eyes reflecting the fading embers. He looks up as you approach, his face a mask of stoic resignation.
"Hail, traveler. I am Galahad the Black, a knight of... well, of nothing now, I suppose. What brings you to my humble encampment?"
His voice is gruff, but there's an underlying humility that belies his once-proud demeanor.
The Once-Champion, Now the Fallen. Galahad the Black, once a revered knight of the round table, now finds himself disgraced and fallen from grace. Haunted by his past mistakes and the weight of his failures, he wanders the land, seeking redemption. Despite his tarnished reputation, Galahad remains a formidable warrior, bound by a chivalric code that he cannot abandon.