Thieves (Ca'ium)

[Ziv]

23rd of Spring 514 AV

Ziv walked towards the square, viol in hand. He played here when he really wanted money, which was most of the time. He opened his violin case, and let it stay open, taking out his viol to play. He sighed, feeling nervous as always as people looked at him, and he set into a fast song. The song was old, but it had been one of the favourites when he grew up, and had a sense of adventure with a bit of fantasy, or magic. His fingers moved quickly and with confidence, as he had played this song many times before, and he remembered has parents always asking when he would get sick of it, but he never did. He doubted he ever would, now.

A few people started looking at him, and one threw a coin into the case- copper, but it always was nice to hear the first coin of today. He kept going with the light tune, and he soon finished, taking a quick glance at the case. Few more coppers. He kept going, now going with a slower song, one that he wasn’t as much familiar with.

He kept going, and decided to close when he ran through almost all his songs that he remembered, and he said, “I’m done! Thanks for listening!” A few left already once he made that announcement, though some stayed, particularly a group of boys. One went up to him, the one with coal black hair and green eyes. He smiled, showing his yellow teeth, and said, “Nice music ya have there.” Ziv smiled a bit uneasily at him- for some reason, he felt like he shouldn't trust the boys.

“Yeah.” He said quietly in a somewhat awkward tone. “Here, have this.” The boy said, giving him a copper coin. Coppers were next to nothing, but he smiled gratefully. “Thanks- every miza counts.” He still felt some uneasiness, and they boy continued, “Do you regularly do this?” He nodded, as he put the copper in his pocket. “Yeah, around same time too. I gotta get going.” He swore he caught a shadow across the boys faces, and he turned quickly, seeing a boy run off with his case, still with a few mizas inside.

“Petch!” The voice was loud and sharp, not hesitating to kick one of the boy’s behind him. The people around him looked at him, confused, and he ran off, shouting, “Thief!” The boys behind him ran off, and he chased after the boy who took his case. He kept turning, which annoyed him, and he kept following after him, but soon lost him.

“Petch.” He muttered in a softer, quieter tone, looking at the two passages, catching his breath.

[Slay]

voided, other PC retired

[Ziv]

Petching hell, he thought, remembering the days when he would run as a child with his brother, Fyn. He always wanted to be a hunter, and always caught him first before he managed to get any actual distance. He was always a bad sport about that, but it hurt to remember, so he tried to ignore the thought. He did have a thief to chase, after all. He took a last breath, and beginning to look up, heard steps behind him, which made him a bit nervous.

The person behind him was breathing heavily, and stopped behind him, also going into the same position as him. "Phew.. I'm sorry about that," He said after a pause to probably catch his breath, and took a few moments to stand up. "I'm Ser Ca'ium Nassir, Syliran Knight," he said, taking a breath once more, "I noticed you had a bit of a problem. If you would care for my aid, I would be happy to help."

ZIv stood up again, and took a breath, even though he felt a bit better. "A bit of a problem is a bit of an understatement," He said with a small smile, his voice a bit soft, " but any help would be welcomed." He didn't know why a Knight was doing here, but right now he could care less- his money was getting away right this moment. "Name's Ziv, by the way. Damned thief went in one of these directions." He looked at the two directions, anxious to get going but not knowing which direction to go.

[Slay]

voided, other player retired

[Ziv]

Ziv nodded, and Ca'ium set off to the path closest to him. Anxiously, he hoped they were going in the right direction. "How many thieves did you see? And what did they look like?" Ziv thought quickly, and answered, speaking quickly, "Five, roughly. The thief was tall for his age, probably 12 or so, and wearing a black cloak. Don't know why..." He stopped mid sentence, then speaking quickly again, "anyway, the other boys were shorter than him, and one had coal black hair and green eyes, others, most had brown hair, I think.. Wasn't really paying attention."

His eyes danced around the area. In the area of Riverfall, there weren't much dark places, which rendered the black cloak pretty useless, as black was like a beacon in the crowd of color, mostly bright ones. His mind wandered off, trying to think of where they could be, when he saw a figure dart into a dark area. 

"Yeah. Yeah.. Over there, saw someone. " He didn't bother to wait for Ca'ium- just ran off. Hell, he could have lost him again if he waited for him. He bolted off, running towards him. The boy kept moving, slowly, then took a quick glance back. Ziv caught the quick look of surprise before he ran again, and cursed loudly.

The crowd annoyed him- earlier, he would've gladly played, but now? No. He kept trying to push, but the crowd refused, and irritation kept growing as the boy got away.


(OOC: Sorry~)