* A teen looking the age of 19 walks into the territory with a dark smirk on his face. He carried 6 swords on his person, 4 on his back and two on either side of his hips. He wore a pair of black cargo shorts and a black shirt to match, his hair ran down to his eyes, creating the beginning of a curtain like appearance over his ocean blue eyes. From the look on his face anyone could tell that he wasn't ere to make friends or in a mood to talk to anyone. His gaze swept across the area in search for any living thing, only stopping to look at different areas for a second at a time*