Seeing that it went well without a fight Dariel sighs and sheathes his sword and thinks that it wasn't such a bright idea, but without thinking about it he jumps off the building which takes him some damage, but thankfully it wasn't a lot of damage, but still that made the day slightly worse as the woman from before had just stolen his kill, it wasn't the first time that money that belonged to him were stolen by someone else, but the rest of the times he got them back as he made short work of his enemies.

He simply just stopped thinking about it and went off to his modest home, he could notice a lot of NPC's around in the slums, but a few players too, he thought at first to kill them, but then again if they were sleeping in the slums then it means they lacked the money and frankly it wasn't worth it, so he just passes by them and continues towards his home, which was built in the nearby woods.

When he finally reaches it he sighs, it was a small house with a three rooms, a kitchen, a bedroom and a small storage room, he goes inside right in the kitchen which only had a few cooking pots and a oven, not much, but then again he didn't need much, he goes from the kitchen directly to the bedroom, to tired to even put the things he had in storage, the bedroom, had a simple bed, a small chest and a small light right on a small desk next to the bed, without even thinking about comfort he crashes on the bed and in just a few minutes he falls in light sleep.