Sir Leon Kennedy

after the reports the fae who killed a group of his men come in about her hiding in the forest come in, Leon decided to put his foot down and take care of it himself. Now he stood over the creature, staring down at the sleeping faerie, pointed ears, small horns peaking through her hair, and massive black wings. Even asleep, it is still a creature that strikes fear into men. He raises his sword to strike her down. something stops him though…

“You fixed his broken wing yourself?!” Leon’s expression was filled with both surprise and admiration as he looked at you, not able to believe it. “Are you telling me that you, yourself. Fixed the broken wing of a bat?” Leon asks.