Malk
First Post
Ever since Cadel had gotten caught in the last town, my luck had been down. I had moved on to Doven in an effort to evade the watch, and i was hoping to bide my time until i could go back for Cadel, or maybe they would just keep him in lockup for a few days and send him on his way and we could meet up again. Of course since we had been interupted whilst breaking into that store i didnt have much money on which to bide much time. I made it through the first night alright, managing to snitch some fruit to eat, and found a cozy little root cellar to bed down for the night (thanking the Father Mount that it was midsummer). I made sure to head out well before first light, the citizens of Doven being notoriously industrious, i didnt want to scare the daylights out of some poor farmer. Not to mention they had rather...puritanical views regarding theivery, and i had helped myself to a few turnips.
I decided that i was going to need some gold if i had any chance of making on my own, and scouted around the town that morning, locating the general store and a few other places of buisness. Not very prosperous seeing as Doven was such a small town, but not likely to be well gaurded either. I'd like to think that i was pretty slick in casing the place, none of the locals seemed to pay any mind towards me, they seem to not like strangers very much. In fact, the only person around to notice me at all was another stranger. He was human, as to be expected in this part of Glendover, and he was fairly brightly dressed, unlike most folk in this town. He was strumming a guitar as i came into his view and he smiled in a friendly manner and continued singing some song of lost love. Odd thing was, the townsfolk were most certainly not ignoring this fellow. Dark looks and scowls were the only payment he recieved for his song. Thinking it odd but none of my concern, i decided to head out into the forest near town, after all, i wasnt going to rob the store in broad daylight. It felt good to be back among the trees, and brought me a sense of peace, and hope for my future operations. After spending several hours enjoying the woodland beauty i sliped into my reverie, wanting to be fully refreshed when the time for my job came.
When i came too, the stars were shining weakly through the forest canopy and i decided that my timing was right. Silently, i stalked through the forest and to the edge of the town, my feet slipping lightly over leaves and earth alike. My senses were alive and my blood was flush with adrenalene. This is what i lived for, everything seemed brighter and more in focus, it always does. It always have, from snatching pies as a child to bagging gold as an adult, the thrill is always the same.
As i neared the town though, something odd seemed to be going on. I could see a glow on the far side of town, though i could not tell its source or purpose for all of the buildings in the way. I could also make out the sounds of many voices, they must have been loud to carry across the town like that. For a moment i remember reconsidering my plan. If the townsolk were up and about, the danger of being caught was surely higher. My blood surged again and i cursed myself for cowardice, after all the source of light and sounds were on the other side of town from the store, and if their attention was elsewhere the townsfolk would leave me well alone. My luck was down.
I remember being halfway up the wall of the general store, nearing the second floor window when a throng of citizens rounded the corner, there must have been nearly twenty of them, torches glaring in the moonlight. I cursed myself, having been so focused on the climb i hadnt heard them getting closer.
"Theres another one!" an angry sounded woman shouted.
"And theiving Millers shop too!"
Soon the crowd had all but swallowed me, pulling me off the wall and draging me to the dirt street below. A heavy blow to the head ended any further memories of that night.
I decided that i was going to need some gold if i had any chance of making on my own, and scouted around the town that morning, locating the general store and a few other places of buisness. Not very prosperous seeing as Doven was such a small town, but not likely to be well gaurded either. I'd like to think that i was pretty slick in casing the place, none of the locals seemed to pay any mind towards me, they seem to not like strangers very much. In fact, the only person around to notice me at all was another stranger. He was human, as to be expected in this part of Glendover, and he was fairly brightly dressed, unlike most folk in this town. He was strumming a guitar as i came into his view and he smiled in a friendly manner and continued singing some song of lost love. Odd thing was, the townsfolk were most certainly not ignoring this fellow. Dark looks and scowls were the only payment he recieved for his song. Thinking it odd but none of my concern, i decided to head out into the forest near town, after all, i wasnt going to rob the store in broad daylight. It felt good to be back among the trees, and brought me a sense of peace, and hope for my future operations. After spending several hours enjoying the woodland beauty i sliped into my reverie, wanting to be fully refreshed when the time for my job came.
When i came too, the stars were shining weakly through the forest canopy and i decided that my timing was right. Silently, i stalked through the forest and to the edge of the town, my feet slipping lightly over leaves and earth alike. My senses were alive and my blood was flush with adrenalene. This is what i lived for, everything seemed brighter and more in focus, it always does. It always have, from snatching pies as a child to bagging gold as an adult, the thrill is always the same.
As i neared the town though, something odd seemed to be going on. I could see a glow on the far side of town, though i could not tell its source or purpose for all of the buildings in the way. I could also make out the sounds of many voices, they must have been loud to carry across the town like that. For a moment i remember reconsidering my plan. If the townsolk were up and about, the danger of being caught was surely higher. My blood surged again and i cursed myself for cowardice, after all the source of light and sounds were on the other side of town from the store, and if their attention was elsewhere the townsfolk would leave me well alone. My luck was down.
I remember being halfway up the wall of the general store, nearing the second floor window when a throng of citizens rounded the corner, there must have been nearly twenty of them, torches glaring in the moonlight. I cursed myself, having been so focused on the climb i hadnt heard them getting closer.
"Theres another one!" an angry sounded woman shouted.
"And theiving Millers shop too!"
Soon the crowd had all but swallowed me, pulling me off the wall and draging me to the dirt street below. A heavy blow to the head ended any further memories of that night.