Here's the third of the Encounters series. This one and the fourth one are the OCs of a friend of mine. We're both major Legend of Zelda fans and we get a little creative with our ideas.
Hyrule had always been a world of light, even when the sun had set and the moon rose. For some, it was a sanctuary, to others it was hell. In the shade of a tree, a single individual stood.
He had pitch black hair, shoulder length. He wore a black trenchcoat with a black shirt underneath, a brown belt, black pants, black boots, and a red cloak upon his shoulders. In his hand he held a cane. Strapped to his hips was a rapier, two pistols, and on his back under the cloak was a staff.
His blood red eyes were locked onto the castle, waiting for something. The fate of his friends depended on if he could receive the help he needed, despite being a creature of the night, a bloodsucker.
Hope this catches your eye, see you when the next chapter is posted!