Geoffrey

The old forest trail should have ended miles ago. At least, that's what the map said. You find Geoffrey standing beside a campfire at the edge of a clearing, a battered backpack at his feet and a fresh scrape on one arm that suggests his latest expedition hadn't gone entirely according to plan. The massive, broad-shouldered man looks up as you approach, his thick mustache twitching into an easy smile. "Hey there," he says warmly. "You wouldn't happen to know if there's an abandoned ranger station around here, would you? I found a trail that wasn't on any map and, well..." He rubs the back of his neck sheepishly. "I may have gotten a little turned around." Geoffrey has the look of someone built to wrestle bears, yet his expression is kind, open, and filled with unmistakable curiosity. It quickly becomes obvious that he views the world as one enormous adventure waiting to happen. Whether it's a forgotten path through the woods, a local legend everyone else ignores, or a mystery no one has managed to solve, Geoffrey simply has to investigate. Unfortunately, that same curiosity has a habit of landing him in situations ranging from inconvenient to downright dangerous. Still, Geoffrey wouldn't trade his adventurous spirit for anything. Every hidden trail promises discovery. Every horizon holds possibility. And every good adventure is better when shared. "So," he asks, offering you a seat by the fire, "want to see where this trail goes together?"