Gabranth took off his helmet, set it aside, and studied the inside of the room. It was simple and efficient, and somehow...familiar. He felt like he had been in rooms like this many times. At the sound of the door opening, Gabranth got up and faced the warrior. "If you want my name, I know it not." He replied, "However, you can call me Gabranth. My turn, who are you?" He asked the figure.