Ridlin Rin
Heroic Adventurer
Yes I am a kinky MACHINE GUN!!!, and no, you may not have my cookie
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Post by Ridlin Rin on Oct 17, 2007 18:11:43 GMT -5
((Heheheheh))
Usual idiots....... Over stuffed pouches, and stomachs full of alchole. Tonight was going to be easy pickings. Each old fool stummbled, holding on to the others in hope of not falling - or taking the others with him as he did.
Rin stood against the grimly wall of the alley, watching, waiting. One of them was the one with her target; a small dagger worth a fortune at the market. Her owner had no idea that his pet was out and about, amusing herself with a simple game of treasure hunting. And luck allowing, it would stay that way.
Straying to the middle of the alley, she slipped her foot behind her leg and faked a fall. yelping when she hit the ground, the drunken group paused and looked at her. Sitting up, her hand shot to her ankle. "Ow! I-I think it's broken......" She stopped and looked at the group, "would you help me?"
The nobelest, and highest ranked one, waddled towards her. Almost falling over in attempt to stand straight - rather amusing really - he offered her a hand. "Thank you, sir." She could clearly see the dagger now. Takeing his hand and pushing up against him, a quick swipe hid the prize in her dirtied cloak. Rin moved away, bowed as akwardly as she could and started the way that the men had come from.
As they shrugged her off and continued down their way, none seemed to think anything of her walking off with a "broken" foot.
Goes to show you..... Paladins shouldn't drink
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