The area was a cool temperature, not too hot or humid. The stray breeze moved his cloak with the wind. In recent, his Passion Daggers snapped to Esperia’s Dimensional spells, so the rogue opted to go to a simple enchanted kris. Bariumbas. Not for his own fear of traps, but to eventually walk through the ones he would place.
Magic was a tricky aspect, and it seemed to mature very late in his youth. Nonetheless, he had to make sure his skills were perfected before he dared step into a new realm of battle.
Erebus was just around six foot, with a coat that flowed down like a trench, faint glow decorated its fabric. His helmet displayed a jutting heart, the type one would see on a valentine card. The rest of his gear was small but there, a pipe was pressed to his lips, as he spun and awaited challengers.
Erebus hopes things would pick up here, he had a job later and he needed to get to that. Ninjas or some rats like that near the gates out the city. Maybe he could meet someone here and then take them along. That made for a good thought, eagering Erebus to make a change back into the active lifestyle.
Erebus scanned the zone, 100 meters, with himself at the center. Then he waited for someone to draw near.
EDIT: attaching word count
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