05-18-2017, 03:32 PM
Darren looked puzzled as the woman introduced herself, talking gracefully as though she were royalty. He walked past her, beginning to speak.
"What do you even want with me? If you're of noble status, then you must want me to fulfill a contract, in which case you should've just asked, and if you're anyone else, you wouldn't want anything with me. So why are you following me?" In the middle of speaking, there was a slight hand movement out of Darren, so quick that it was barely noticeable. He set back on his path, holding out the small pouch he had taken from the woman. Apparently, it was for money, though there wasn't much, just a few silver coins.
"Well done, you've managed to pickpocket me!" the woman said sarcastically, letting out a chuckle. "A shame, then, for you at least, that I don't have much money on me." Darren stared at her, shaking his head. How had she managed to see him? His technique was good, he knew that, Darren had been practicing for many years, he had to. He quickly turned his head to his shoulder, whispering into his armour.
"Lucius, go take something from her," he ordered, staying as quiet as possible. Sure, maybe he wasn't a master pickpocket. But not many other thieves had a rat that knew how to take things as well as any human thief. Darren glanced back at her, seeing Lucius begin to crawl up her leg, unnoticed, and he noticed something strange. The woman had some sort of insignia on her clothing, a diamond with a circle in the center. Thinking back, it reminded Darren of marks The Thieves' Guild used back in his home, but surely that couldn't be the case? Darren had traveled far, been to nearly every verse, and he had never found Tamriel, much less Skyrim. Soon after he had left, Lucius came back, offering a small gem the woman had had in a ring.
"Nice," Darren muttered taking the gem, the woman apparently not noticing. By the end of the day, he was sure, he would have her robbed of all her valuables.
"What do you even want with me? If you're of noble status, then you must want me to fulfill a contract, in which case you should've just asked, and if you're anyone else, you wouldn't want anything with me. So why are you following me?" In the middle of speaking, there was a slight hand movement out of Darren, so quick that it was barely noticeable. He set back on his path, holding out the small pouch he had taken from the woman. Apparently, it was for money, though there wasn't much, just a few silver coins.
"Well done, you've managed to pickpocket me!" the woman said sarcastically, letting out a chuckle. "A shame, then, for you at least, that I don't have much money on me." Darren stared at her, shaking his head. How had she managed to see him? His technique was good, he knew that, Darren had been practicing for many years, he had to. He quickly turned his head to his shoulder, whispering into his armour.
"Lucius, go take something from her," he ordered, staying as quiet as possible. Sure, maybe he wasn't a master pickpocket. But not many other thieves had a rat that knew how to take things as well as any human thief. Darren glanced back at her, seeing Lucius begin to crawl up her leg, unnoticed, and he noticed something strange. The woman had some sort of insignia on her clothing, a diamond with a circle in the center. Thinking back, it reminded Darren of marks The Thieves' Guild used back in his home, but surely that couldn't be the case? Darren had traveled far, been to nearly every verse, and he had never found Tamriel, much less Skyrim. Soon after he had left, Lucius came back, offering a small gem the woman had had in a ring.
"Nice," Darren muttered taking the gem, the woman apparently not noticing. By the end of the day, he was sure, he would have her robbed of all her valuables.