In the heart of the East Exile, a massive three-thousand-year-old tree is a home to a variety of exotic birds ranging in size from small to large. The colorless diamond floats throughout the East Exile, where birds land to rest when they don't want to be in the trees. Hermes sits at the very top of the tree, looking down on the lower East Exile, where he observes people training or children practicing their magic.
The East Exile is so tranquil that they don't care what happens outside of their city, as if they aren't a member of the Exile Empire, or as if the East Exile is the only area they need to protect, and only the Verminians who reside there will be helped.
As Hermes peered over Exile, he felt a mixture of satisfaction and awe. He has great vision and is unconcerned about what is
