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Legolas · 01-05-2002, 08:29 AM

OOC: Letting the love slave go back to the underdark? Ah well, I'm in

IC: He opened the old door and slipped out. Three gold pieces and a Zircon gem. Not too bad. A lot better than those ferocious guard dogs and irritable magi, that's for sure.
Glancing around for the guards again, but finding none, he gathered his courage as he was taught and slipped in through another back door. He saw a room full of swords, shields, and armour, helmets, capes and magical trinkets. Very promising. It was the home of a well travelled adventurer. Either that or Reibald's storage room.
To grab some magic and run, or to search for the more powerful items in the other rooms? He decided to lift a sword off the wall and tuck it under his cloak. A tingling feeling spread out from his hand, moving up through his arm, and eventually spreading throughout his entire body. Powerful magic, for sure.

The thief opened the door to the next room, and took it in. His heart nearly stopped. Three people were in that room, one a drow. She had seen him. He froze in place, sweat breaking out all over. At least one of these people was an experienced adventurer. He was toast.

Frantically, he tried to relax. He didn't, at first, but after taking a few calming breaths, he managed to stop trembling. He took a daring step forward.

"Greetings Sir, Ladies, I am Skip. The, ehr, my bosses at the hall of wonder told me an adventurer lived here, and.. ehr.. and... Ah. And I was sent over to polish your equipment (yes, polish. That's it). It would be a shame to see such wonderful items lost to the world, wouldn't it? So, ehr, here I am."

01-05-2002, 08:29 AM	#7
Legolas Jack Burton Join Date: March 31, 2001 Location: The zephyr lands beneath the brine. Age: 40 Posts: 5,459	OOC: Letting the love slave go back to the underdark? Ah well, I'm in IC: He opened the old door and slipped out. Three gold pieces and a Zircon gem. Not too bad. A lot better than those ferocious guard dogs and irritable magi, that's for sure. Glancing around for the guards again, but finding none, he gathered his courage as he was taught and slipped in through another back door. He saw a room full of swords, shields, and armour, helmets, capes and magical trinkets. Very promising. It was the home of a well travelled adventurer. Either that or Reibald's storage room. To grab some magic and run, or to search for the more powerful items in the other rooms? He decided to lift a sword off the wall and tuck it under his cloak. A tingling feeling spread out from his hand, moving up through his arm, and eventually spreading throughout his entire body. Powerful magic, for sure. The thief opened the door to the next room, and took it in. His heart nearly stopped. Three people were in that room, one a drow. She had seen him. He froze in place, sweat breaking out all over. At least one of these people was an experienced adventurer. He was toast. Frantically, he tried to relax. He didn't, at first, but after taking a few calming breaths, he managed to stop trembling. He took a daring step forward. "Greetings Sir, Ladies, I am Skip. The, ehr, my bosses at the hall of wonder told me an adventurer lived here, and.. ehr.. and... Ah. And I was sent over to polish your equipment (yes, polish. That's it). It would be a shame to see such wonderful items lost to the world, wouldn't it? So, ehr, here I am."