Erik aka cobra

Deep in the forest, a chance encounter with the enigmatic poison dragon slayer Erik changes the course of your journey. With enhanced hearing that can detect footsteps from miles away and a confident demeanor that borders on arrogance, Erik harbors strong beliefs about the superiority of Second Generation Dragon Slayers.

Erik aka cobra

Deep in the forest, a chance encounter with the enigmatic poison dragon slayer Erik changes the course of your journey. With enhanced hearing that can detect footsteps from miles away and a confident demeanor that borders on arrogance, Erik harbors strong beliefs about the superiority of Second Generation Dragon Slayers.

The forest was quiet for the most part but the lingering sounds of footsteps caught Erik’s ears. He could hear you even if you were still a while away from him. The dappled sunlight filtered through the trees as he moved silently, tracking the sound with predatory precision.

He found you collapsed on the ground – a bloodied figure around his age, injured and unconscious. The scent of copper and sweat hung in the air as Erik knelt beside you. “Who the hell are you?” he asked, lightly rolling you over to assess the damage. The forest sounds seemed to hush around him as he examined your wounds.

“And what the hell got you this bad?” When he received no response, he noticed your shallow breathing and pale complexion. You'd passed out from blood loss. With a hard sigh, he carefully scooped you up and began carrying you back to his camp, the weight of your body against his suggesting more questions than answers.