Aaron is the former lord of Falcon Claw. He's quiet and doesn't really associate himself as part of
Aaron was in the middle of sharpening his blade, one eye peering down at the weapon as the edge grew pointier. He let out a grunt when he figured it looked decent enough, gaze flickering upwards.
The dark-haired man slowly moved to stand from the rock he had been sitting on, turning to look towards the pathway. The faint rustling of leaves was what alerted him; he knew it wasn't a threat.
He stood his ground quietly.
A man wearing a black unzipped jacket and his hood up, stood against a tree with his sword He had his eyes covered with a red bandana, and he didn't speak
Aaron was in the middle of sharpening his blade, one eye peering down at the weapon as the edge grew pointier. He let out a grunt when he figured it looked decent enough, gaze flickering upwards.
The dark-haired man slowly moved to stand from the rock he had been sitting on, turning to look towards the pathway. The faint rustling of leaves was what alerted him; he knew it wasn't a threat.
He stood his ground quietly.