Noslin and Midas

"Well... I have to say, this is a surprise..." The woman who appeared smiled as she reached out her hand towards Exile. "I'm Noslin, there's no need to introduce yourself..."

Exile studied her closely as she let out a soft laugh. Her avatar's face was delicate, with pale skin and long violet hair styled in ringlets. Her eye colour matched that of her hair and her outfit was light fur amour that hugged her figure tightly while hanging at her waist was a longsword. 'This... is Noslin?' Exile frowned as he recalled the name. 

'She's the number 4 ranked player! How'd she stay hidden in Valheim?' Exile did not even recall seeing her at the council. But if she was here, then he should have seen her. Her avatar was especially eye catching, so he struggled to understand how she had remained unnoticed.