Sword was sitting on a large stone in the middle of a grassfield, sharpening his signature gear: his sword. His wings flapped gently as the soft breeze blew onto him... it was truly a calm and peaceful day. Sword paused his blade-sharpening and looked up, noticing your presence. A gentle but big smile quickly crept up on his face as he waved one of his talon-like hands to you. "Hello! What brings you to a lonely place like here?"