05-17-2017, 06:50 PM
Darren woke up, hearing a sound in his camp. He looked up, seeing a woman walking towards his drying clothes. A thief, clearly. But not a very good one. She walked clumsily, stepping on twigs and brushing against bushes. Lucius squeaked into his ear, clearing thinking that she would be dangerous.
"Hush. I want to see what she's doing," Darren said, pushing the rat under the sleeping bag. Quickly the woman hopped over to Darren's leather armour, thinking that the hop would be quieter, clearly. It wasn't. Though it was a clever tactic, going over to the armour. Many people had pockets on their armour, so it was a nice idea. She began to look at the armour, turning her head around. But stupidly, she only looked at the outside. By now, Darren had decided to intervene. He stood up, grabbing his rifle as Lucius climbed up onto his head, letting out the deepest snarl it could (which was still, admittedly, not very deep).
"OI!" Darren yelled, pointing the rifle at the woman's face. He likely made a strange site, clad in nothing but his underwear, a rat on his head, and holding a rifle. But it was enough to intimidate the thief.
"Quick tip," Darren began, his voice calming. "If you're checking someone's clothing, always check the inside." He ran his hand over the inside of his armour, finding the hidden pocket and reaching inside, pulling out the golden bear ornament. The woman stared, wide-eyed.
"But hey, I'm a nice guy. I'll sell it to you, for only 500 gold coins! A big bargain!" A lie. There likely wasn't even enough gold in the ornament to be made into 500 gold coins, but the attempted thief seemed gullible. Finally, she spoke.
"O.. Okay... Just.. let me get the gold. I h.. have it in my bag." She reached down into a satchel at her waist, pulling out a bag of coins. Darren took note of that.
"Don't wear a bag like that, it's stupid. That'll hit a bush, or a table, and make a noise, ruining your cover." he said, taking the bag of coins. Darren took out several, inspecting them. They seemed authentic, so he handed her the ornament, which she quickly took, as though worried he would change his mind. Lucius hissed at her from Darren's head, and she shrieked.
"Just Lucius, he's a friend. No worries. But I'm curious, how did you find my camp?"
"I.. I followed the smell. Y..Your stew, it brought me here." Darren nodded. It was a good tactic, he almost wished he had as good of a sense of smell to be able to find things like that. Combined with his skill, it would be great. He began to shoo the thief away, gesturing towards the road.
"Please, get out of here. In case you didn't notice, I was trying to sleep before you got here." She ran away, breaking into a sprint when she reached the road. The sun had just begun to rise, and, knowing he wouldn't be able to go back to sleep, he pulled on his clothing, stretching out as he began his day.
"Hush. I want to see what she's doing," Darren said, pushing the rat under the sleeping bag. Quickly the woman hopped over to Darren's leather armour, thinking that the hop would be quieter, clearly. It wasn't. Though it was a clever tactic, going over to the armour. Many people had pockets on their armour, so it was a nice idea. She began to look at the armour, turning her head around. But stupidly, she only looked at the outside. By now, Darren had decided to intervene. He stood up, grabbing his rifle as Lucius climbed up onto his head, letting out the deepest snarl it could (which was still, admittedly, not very deep).
"OI!" Darren yelled, pointing the rifle at the woman's face. He likely made a strange site, clad in nothing but his underwear, a rat on his head, and holding a rifle. But it was enough to intimidate the thief.
"Quick tip," Darren began, his voice calming. "If you're checking someone's clothing, always check the inside." He ran his hand over the inside of his armour, finding the hidden pocket and reaching inside, pulling out the golden bear ornament. The woman stared, wide-eyed.
"But hey, I'm a nice guy. I'll sell it to you, for only 500 gold coins! A big bargain!" A lie. There likely wasn't even enough gold in the ornament to be made into 500 gold coins, but the attempted thief seemed gullible. Finally, she spoke.
"O.. Okay... Just.. let me get the gold. I h.. have it in my bag." She reached down into a satchel at her waist, pulling out a bag of coins. Darren took note of that.
"Don't wear a bag like that, it's stupid. That'll hit a bush, or a table, and make a noise, ruining your cover." he said, taking the bag of coins. Darren took out several, inspecting them. They seemed authentic, so he handed her the ornament, which she quickly took, as though worried he would change his mind. Lucius hissed at her from Darren's head, and she shrieked.
"Just Lucius, he's a friend. No worries. But I'm curious, how did you find my camp?"
"I.. I followed the smell. Y..Your stew, it brought me here." Darren nodded. It was a good tactic, he almost wished he had as good of a sense of smell to be able to find things like that. Combined with his skill, it would be great. He began to shoo the thief away, gesturing towards the road.
"Please, get out of here. In case you didn't notice, I was trying to sleep before you got here." She ran away, breaking into a sprint when she reached the road. The sun had just begun to rise, and, knowing he wouldn't be able to go back to sleep, he pulled on his clothing, stretching out as he began his day.