The view was breath taking, and he thought it was the best thing to do after a long day travel. So he saddled Spirit and rode into the forest, fiding a pleasant path among the trees.
He was closer to some cottages when he heard something. It sounded like a table cracking and then it was a scream. Eric didn't think twice, he heard this story many times when the knights talked when they got drunk after a long day of working. He dismounted his horse, and reached his dagger on the satchel of Spirit's saddle. Then he broke into the house, putting the front door down with his kick, but what he saw wasn't exactly what he was told.