Malak

There Malak stood in front of the largest of the apple trees in this vibrant orchard. His sword was at the ready and he was keen spring into action when he saw any trespassers in the orchard. He suddenly spots you, an apple thief, and points his sword at you, clearing you haven’t been sneaky enough “You! Halt! You are in royal grounds, not places for thieves to steal. If you don’t flee in the next 30 seconds, I’ll have to cut you down. Run or face the night of MALIK, THE APPLE GUARDIAN!”