A Little Theft Never Hurt

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Not found on any map, Endrykas is a large migrating tent city wherein the horseclans of Cyphrus gather to trade and exchange information. [Lore]

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A Little Theft Never Hurt

Postby Merevaika on February 1st, 2015, 10:50 am

The market was busy that day, Drykas and others hurrying around to find and purchase their goods. It made it easier for Merevaika. The only problem it made was the extra eyes, but most didn't look where they didn't need to. Most didn't pay attention to the young Drykas woman, for there many out. One more didn't draw their attention.

She needed a knife. She had been needing one for a long time, but the money had never come. Not from her own pocket anyway. Besides, it was certainly cheaper to take it without payment. Merevaika knew she could do it. Or hoped so anyway.

There was a small stall that specialized in knives. Long sharp blades, small thin pinpricks of them, the merchant stocked them all. The woman had her eye on the most simple, blade the size of her hand, handle poorly decorated.

She longed to take a prettier one, handle beaded or coloured. But the more extravagant, the more expensive, and if she took it, the need the merchant would have to have it returned would be greater. And the nicer the knife, the more unique it would be. No one would believe her if she had the exact same knife as the one stolen. As the unique one that was taken.
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A Little Theft Never Hurt

Postby Merevaika on February 1st, 2015, 10:51 am

Merevaika located herself a little way away from the stall, placing her Strider between them. Pretending to be occupied with her horse, she kept one eye on the merchant, waiting for her chance. She took three strands of her horse's mane, slowly plaiting them, the outside always going over the middle. When she was done, she ran her fingers through the messy plait, loosening the hairs to restart.

The merchant had turned from his goods, deep in conversation with a tall dark Drykas Ankal. From the hand signs and spat out words, they were arguing. And they didn't seem to be stopping any time soon.

Leaving Eryunt, she made her way towards the stall. The crowd had by now thinned out, and no one had even glanced in her direction. One swift movement, and the deed would be over. One swift movement and the deed would be done. One movement and she could be gone.

Of course, that movement wasn't going to go well.

Her fingers brushed against the knife, starting to curl around it. At that moment, the merchant decided to notice her presence, and Merevaika had little choice but to sweep the knife onto the ground. He didn't see, as he didn't make any motion that he had. Instead of greeting her like a thief, he greeted her like a customer.
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Postby Merevaika on February 1st, 2015, 10:51 am

"What can I help you with? Make it quick?" he snapped, fist curling with annoyance. Merevaika apologised with her hands, covering the dropped knife. She hesitated, unsure what to say, before picking up a nearby knife. It was one of the more decorated ones with a long blade and a tightly knotted knot hanging off it. Designed for show, not use and Merevaika looked odd holding it. The merchant thought so, as he wrinkled his forehead.

"Browsing," she signed, showing the knife in her hands. They were shaking from fear, but they didn't betray her as much as her voice would. If she spoke, the guilt and fear would be certain. The merchant snorted, annoyed at her wasting his time. Returning to the other Drykas, he apologised before raising his voice again.

Merevaika took that as her chance. She snatched the knife up off the ground and hurried away, snatching hurried glances to ensure no ome had seen or was on her tail. Eryunt snorted, confused by her haste, but let her mount him with ease. With a sharp tap of her heel, the horse trotted away, speeding up as they went. Time to disappear for a bit. The pair entered the Sea of Grass, galloping far from the city. The thief laughed. Oh, how good it was to not need money for every little thing!
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A Little Theft Never Hurt

Postby Khida on February 8th, 2015, 11:43 pm


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  • Larceny: Plain items are less likely to be missed


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An interesting little escapade! I don't think we've had a thief in Endrykas for all the time I've been here. I look forward to seeing how you develop Merevaika.

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