A Brave, and Noble warrior of a dead race now stands alone to stop the invaders. Its idenity unknown, and its cause the same.
Last of a Proud a Noble Race, The Lunerians. The Guardian now protects the Castle. Killing all who would take the Eye of Dreaming, for told to grant one wish.
Is he man, another race, or even alive itself. The Guardian acts with no emotion, voice or tone. Though few have heard it's voice, though it can not be defined. The Body of the guardian is incased in Metal Amour, from head to toe. Ghastly smoke seems to seem from cracks and opening of the amour, giving the believe that the Guardian is No longer living, but a violent Shade.

Personality: Cold and uncaring, almost inhuman. It's face is covered showing no emotion. However the Guardian's intent only acts upon by other peoples actions.
Weapon:A Long Bastard sword, that it holds at its sidebelt. As well as a Broadshield that is made of the same metals as it's armor.