After about an hour of sitting on his knees, Tiberius lay back on the soft grass to get comfortable. He was very tired and this was possibly the last day for a long time before he could sleep within safe borders. So without much restlessness, and even though he was still wearing his armor, he fell asleep without much trouble. It was quite an odd sight for anyone passing by, to see a figure clad in armor from head to toe, simply sprawled out under a tree sleeping. He was never disturbed and slept for much of the day without dreaming in the slightest. He never really dreamed in the first place and if he did, there was usually something that was stressing him out and he couldn't relax. In High Elven country however, he couldn't feel at more peace anywhere else.

Then a scream broke that peace.

He didn't fully comprehend it at first, but it managed to wake him up slightly. He blinked twice, trying to figure out and remember where he was, then another scream broke the twilight and everything came back to him. He quickly got up and grabbed his sword, somebody was in trouble and he had to help. All thoughts from earlier fled his mind as his senses took over and he began to run in the direction of the screams. His red cloak flapped about him as he took great strides into the town. It was his job- No, it was his sworn duty to protect people and by the sounds of the screaming, he hoped he wouldn't be too late.

Sadly, Tiberius arrived late to the scene and what he saw was a crowd of people huddled around an alleyway. He pushed through quietly, but due to his height, he could see well before he made it the bodies or what was left of them. It made his blood boil, he had failed these innocents, whose blood now lined the street. Behind his great helm, his expression was one of anger mixed with remorse. He noticed a white haired girl leaning against the wall, covered in blood and being tended to by a guardsmen. He felt like he should say something, but when he opened his mouth no words came. He glanced at her instead before spinning around and departing through the crowd. Whatever had done this couldn't have gotten far and he was willing to bet it was some type of beast.

With that in mind, he began to track the creature down. His grip tightened on his sword as he thought about what he could have done differently to help those people. Perhaps if hadn't been sleeping or had just been in town...He sighed angrily, knowing full well there was nothing he could have done to help them. But now, he wanted to slay the creature personally.