Exile grinned as he made his way through the city of Valheim. The other Pantheons had not long returned to the city, and the players were just starting to find their footing again. However, he enjoyed the sounds of them going about their business.
His steps carried him through the streets toward the main gate. 'I need to head South toward the river.' His heart was already pounding at the thought of raiding another inheritance.
The massive stone doors leading out of Valheim opened for Exile before they closed behind him with a booming thud. As soon as they did, two guards stepped out to meet him. Their weapons hung on their backs, and each man wore golden armour around their shoulders and forearms. They spoke without emotion but still held firm discipline in their words.
"Halt."
