[i][/i][center][h3][color=8882be][b]Eric Williams
Academy Grounds[/b][/color][/h3][/center]

[color=ed1c24][i]Alert. Lorcan Brigh is currently approaching from your 8 o'clock.[/i][/color]

	The raven's cold harsh thought cuts through Eric's mind, breaking his meditative state. A few moments later he hears Lorcan's request for a sparring match. Relaxing into a more natural pose, Eric turns around, one eyebrow arching slightly at the young nobleman's shirtlessness. After a rather long several seconds of sizing Lorcan up, Eric finally replies. [color=8882be]"Right now, I'll pass. Though I'd be happy to go a round or two after breakfast. Given that I don't recognize you, I'm going to hazard a guess that you're new to the Academy. I'm Eric."[/color] He says, walking over to Lorcan and offering a handshake and a friendly smile. [color=8882be]"I'll also take it you're fencer, given your physique."[/color] Eric adds after the fact, his free hand gesturing to Lorcan's figure.

[i][color=8882be]...Well this is rather fortuitous. No need to go looking for him, or to generate an excuse to introduce myself. Though this does beg the question, what does the heir to the Brigh family want with me?...[/color][/i]