Aston sighed, glancing around the dark forest with violet eyes, his usual rough demeanor faltering as his mind started playing tricks on him. Just when he thought he was getting somewhere, he sensed something around him, placing his hand on the hilt of his sword. It wasn't human, that much was clear to him. Glancing around, Aston narrowed his eyes as he tried peering past the gnarly branches that looked like the fingers of an old brittle witch, only accomplishing in making the situation creepier. When he had finally made up his mind that he was just seeing things, Aston saw a small light in the distance. Immediately, his reflexes kicked in as he drew his sword from it's sheath, pointing it towards the light as he fell into a crouch position, eyes narrowed cautiously. For all he knew, it could just be someone stuck like him, trying to find help. As he continued looking at the light, he slowly inched forward, occasionally glancing around him just in case anything else tried to ambush him. "Who's there?" he called out, his deep dark voice echoing around him. Seeing as he didn't need to crouch any longer, Aston stood, keeping his sword drawn. There was no way that he would trust any being in the forest...the feeling of absolute darkness was prominent as it emanated from the trees. It only made Aston more sure that something would find him and try killing him, so he didn't let his guard down.
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