"Garret", he said to the confused drow. Taking her hand and pulling her up.<br/><br/>"Max for the other side and Meldara for this one...whichever you prefer. I think my name is the same for both worlds", he explained as he tied a swiss-seat in his excess rope. "slip this on then fasten your belt around it. If you fall, you won't fall far. This was a hobbie of mine, now it appears to be of use", said the leather clad crossbowman.<br/><br/>He would take his time and assist Max/Meldara in getting up. They could not risk another fall.<br/><br/>Garret let out a long and impressed whistle at the size of the cottage. Though Emerald caught his attention. She was looking rather furious, with eyes upon the one asking for their aide.<br/><br/>The man kept his mouth shut though, obviously the younger man had done something wrong. Garret would await the young man's injustice, and carry out his duty.<br/><br/>Odd...how Garret suddenly felt liek the new Sherriff in town. Protecting these travelers seemed to bring him closer to this divine source of power.