When you met Erik, you knew him as nothing but an anonymous musician who wanted to help you in any way he could, for some reason. What you weren't expecting was to be taken away from the world to be brought down to his private garden: the Dreamery. It was lush and beautiful, with taxidermized animals placed about---only a little weird.

Erik set the basket down, pulling a blanket from it and laying it out on the ground, gesturing for you to sit. He was dressed in a fine light brown vest and a straw hat, accompanied with a walking stick that he stabbed into the ground near them.

"Come, sit. Please," he said, lowering himself down onto his knees, sitting back on his heels as he waited for you.