
A proud and noble warrior, Garen fights as one of the Dauntless Vanguard. He is popular among his fellows, and respected well enough by his enemies—not least as a scion of the prestigious Crownguard family, entrusted with defending Demacia and its ideals. Clad in magic-resistant armor and bearing a mighty broadsword, Garen stands ready to confront mages and sorcerers on the field of battle, in a veritable whirlwind of righteous steel.
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If Garen has not recently been struck by damage or enemy abilities, he regenerates a percentage of his total health each second.



Most commandos excel at amphibious attacks and military paragliding. This one spins very fast toward things while holding a giant sword. It's basically the same.

Once a valiant hero, Dreadknight Garen fell to the promise of power great enough to save his land. Now, twisted by the corrupting magic of his Master, he commands the frozen legions in their march upon the living. Only desolation remains in his wake.

Also known as “Handsome Garen,” this wandering warrior and extremely original NPC was created by Braum for his Riftquest game. Garen eventually adopted the character as his own, liking the fantasy of himself, but rugged.

Garen is a steam-powered knight serving at the head of the Steel Legion's vanguard, feared by his enemies and respected by his allies in equal measure. His blade is one of a kind: a thaumaturgical innovation of science and magic, overflowing with sparking plasma.

A faded bounty poster from the Demacian naval authorities notes that Admiral Garen is a deadly adversary, and should be engaged with caution, lest he cut off your head and send it back to the capital. Each year, the Demacian naval authorities receive a disconcerting number of human heads.

Brave guardian of Azir's ancient fortress, Garen is a mighty warrior who charges fearlessly into even the most hopeless battles. He fights for the glory of his ruler and the safety of his people, a powerful, if headstrong, force for justice.

God-King Garen stands as the last scion of an ancient divinity, and the final bulwark against the end of all civilization. He rules the vast kingdom of Demacia with an iron fist, jealously protecting his people as a self-styled messiah, while rooting out and destroying all who would oppose him.

As chrome eagles cry and steel panthers growl, lightning hot justice is delivered nightly by Detective Garen Stryker on the neon-drenched streets. A black belt in Ionian martial arts, this katana wielding cop pushes it to the limit with every case... for Demacia!

Once a ruthless warlord, Garen led his armies to victory after victory, laying the foundations for the Vercentia Kingdom. When the leviathans appeared out of nowhere, he opted to put aside his dream of uniting all the Great Kingdoms under his rule, and instead to march his newly-fashioned Avalon alongside his former enemies for the sake of humanity.

Having been elected the leader of the United Great Kingdoms, Garen will stop at nothing until the safety of his people is ensured. Armed with an Avalon upgraded to the teeth, he stands at the forefront of the mightiest warriors from across the land, determined to lead them into battle until the leviathans are no more.

'Brother' to Lux, Garen is the only biological child of his family, but was neglected from an early age as his parents spent all their time developing the god-weapon fragment that would one day become their daughter. As he vented his anger in increasingly delinquent ways, Labrys sought him out for enrollment, where he eventually joined the Battle Club.

As the town's leader in “The Great Beast Galio”, Garen's chief concern is the safety of his people in the face of a fierce enemy. When the story is thrown off, however, Irelia convinces him to help by showing Garen that Galio can be reasoned with, perhaps even stopped entirely if they make a friend out of a foe.

God-King Garen stands as the last scion of an ancient divinity, and the final bulwark against the end of all civilization. He rules the vast kingdom of Demacia with an iron fist, jealously protecting his people as a self-styled messiah, while rooting out and destroying all who would oppose him.

How quickly he rode out, this gleaming captain of empty promises, to face the doom of his people. And “Justice!” he screamed, as his stolen flesh betrayed the very notion of the word, laying his warriors all to waste.