Erebos walks down the cobblestone & gravel road, the crunch of ths gravel beneath his armored boots resonating through the forest, breaking the silent atmosphere of the night. He notices up ahead some warm, yellowish-orange light and continues walking, suspecting it to be a merchant or other traveler of sorts. He was wrong. As he approaches the light, he notices that it's from lamp posts. He continues walking and comes across a solitary house. Your house.