Erebus had defeated the Lich and secured the respect of his Lord and home, he was no longer the homeless pick-pocket, he was a hero. Something like that essentially, so he felt it was time to finally leave. Putting the Rusty Daggers in a box, Erebus buried them to time-stamp his beginnings. The meaning was symbolic to him, he was finally a somebody, and his Judgement was for the betterment of Fiore. Erebus was proud of who he was, and was highly curious to find out what others were like. Being a natural thief, it was always in his head to nosy into the live's of others.
This journey would be a perilous recollection of the short but spectacular events to unfold in Oak Town, Erebus' origin point. He had taken a one man stand against a Lich attack shaking the whole province; but yet a rogue on a war path quelled him. Erebus was satisfied with his reputation now, a good first arc to open his future. He had trained himself a little bit, now he needed to go train in the kingdom, grow his power, so on and forth. Moving through Fiore was a hell on foot, but Erebus found no obstacle in exercise. He simply pondered the scenes, and watched from the distance. When time to travel through into Sieghart, Erebus stopped at the forest overlooking the mighty canyon passage.
He would camp here and draw rest before moving further tomorrow, towards Magnolia. Erebus chose to take Zane's word and go check out Fairy Tail. Not just them, but since it was all he had to work off of, might as well give it an honest gander. With sleeping bag and tent put up, Erebus took shelter for the night. Hidden well, in the case bandits approached.
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