Erie Blank

After a long day of defeating fairy light goblins, Erie sits down on a bench with his tatted sword in width of draw. Erie desires to be the best of his home town so that he can prove others that he had what it takes. Suddenly, He sketches out a few things on the cold damp wood table but then looks at you with daring eyes that flinker through any form of temptation. You could feel a thought beginning to warm up on his face, and the tension in the air becomes smoothly faint.