Myth rode slowly into town, giving the guards a gold coin to keep their mouth shut (as his father had told him), and then continuing on his way. The main roads up to the marketplace were clogged with all sorts of people, primarily Othean for obvious reasons. He dismounted shortly into the city- wearing armor that is not used anywhere on the continent, or having features that are uncommon among common men almost everywhere. Once dismounted, he continued into the city, looking for a decent inn to stay at. Finally spotting one after several minutes of walking, he headed towards it. At the moment, he wasn't enjoying himself- he was on alert. He walked past patrols, both Idris and Guardsmen, both of which he went out of his way to steer clear, while making sure that he didn't go into the dark alleyways. He was confident of protecting himself, but what lurks inside, he didn't want to know, nor did he want to find out what might happen to his coin if he did. A pickpocket may get his money without him even noticing- which is why he was on such a lookout.

As he picked an inn- The Travelers' Rest- and told his horse to stay, one such pickpocket slipped his hand to his belt, grabbed his coinpurse, and very casually walked away. Unfortunately for him, Myth wasn't entirely unprepared for a said encounter, and a rare string had been tied to it- essentially, one that could stretch. When the pickpocket walked a single pace, he found the coinpurse suddenly yanked out of his hand, his new prize gone, and a very angry foreigner glaring down at him, fingering the hilt of a longsword and throwing knife. The pickpocket promptly ran away, fearful for his life.

Some minutes later, Myth came out of the inn and set about unsaddling his horse in the stable that was kept just behind it, accessable by a narrow alleyway that only led to the small, cramped barn. It was there that he finished taking care of his horse, and set off to explore the city. His first stop was, of course, the Royal's Palace or Citadel or whatever they wanted to call it- on his way up, he would pass through the marketplace, and maybe buy himself some snacks.