He was known as a wandering swordsman, always walking the perilous trails. Always showing no fear nor emotion in general girls found him rather handsome but he didn't bother with such trivial things.

A gentle melody from a flute would sing throughout the misty dark forest. It was day but the weather had it's own plans of a spooky forest vibe.

He was known to have heightened senses a single branch crack or leaf crumble would make him pause his melody and turn his head in the direction of the sound