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Author: Meine Orange Aiwa
Fiction Rated: K+ - English - Adventure - Published: 11-30-07 - Updated: 11-30-07 - id:2444919

われひとへ
warehitoe
toward myself
and others

That bag caught your attention, and you were in the mood to try and nab it.

Since the boy had his back to you, it was much easier to sneak up on him, and you hoped that the three would-be robbers would not alert him to your presence. As for your getaway, you knew that you could probably outrun those men, and you prayed that your knowledge of the city would allow you to lose the boy.

Your dagger was brandished in moments.

So, with that all well decided, you tried to grab the bag and cut the narrow end so that you wouldn't have to wrestle to fully gain possession of the sack. At first, all seemed to be going well, but that fantasy abruptly shattered.

You must have underestimated the boy considering that he was already aware of your presence by the time you made a move to grab his goods. He countered by knocking your feet out from under you with such speed that you weren't sure if he spun around or sidestepped to get into the proper position.

There was no way that such a quicksilver person was normal. Or was your visual capabilities sub-par?

However, you would not allow yourself to be beaten just yet. With all of the speed and strength you could muster, you tackled his legs together in order to make him lose his balance. It worked.

In the struggle he lost hold of both weapon and bag, but once again, you had erred. You never noticed that the robbers were closely paying attention and that they had realized what you were doing a moment too soon. It was they who snatched the burlap bag before you, and the boy was able to only graze the edge of it with his fingers.

Of course, like all sound thieves, they took off with no delay, and since the boy didn't quite get up yet, they had the advantage.

"Curse you, pauper-thief-girl," he uttered irately. "Now those lot of fools have my potatoes!"

Potatoes… You attacked him for a bunch of potatoes. At least it was food.

By that time he was already chasing after the men, but he yelled back at you, "If you try to steal from me again, I'll gut you good!"

Your failure and his threat really put a damper on your night—even though it was never pleasant in the first place. Disappointments hit hard and low as does poverty and oppression for that matter.

In the blink of an eye, like all things that night in seemed, an apple, smooth and golden, was tossed at you, and you were glad that you managed to catch it on such short notice.

"You seem to be better at catching apples than potatoes!" Although the voice sounded like it came from in front of you, you saw no one.

"Where are you?" you called out to nothing. Apprehension filled your gut. Why are so many bizarre events happening in one night?

"Behind you, dearie."

And thus, you spun around to face a stunning woman. Her hair was honey-colored or, put simply, a mixture of blonde and light brown. She had a delicate, ovular face with almond shaped eyes. Neither tall or short nor shapely or slim which left her in an odd equilibrium of sorts.

"I was wondering if you were so bored of your station that you would be interested in joining the Guild of the Monolith?"

"Isn't that a thief guild?"

She placed a hand on her hip. "Of sorts. We also deal with espionage and can also be employed as sellswords."

It was not hard to find this sort of opportunity peculiar. You were nothing more than a peasant in a beaten kingdom, and therefore you should not be given such a stroke of luck amidst countless misfortune.

Then again, was becoming a thief really that great a move?

Without further thoughts, you inquired, "Why me?"

"I'm in charge of new recruits, and you piqued my interest. That's reason enough for the guild."

"How much will I get paid?"

"It's probably better than this…"

Since I honestly can't think of anything interesting to happen if you'd decline (and because you suddenly not wanting to be a thief after attempting to steal is kinda awkward) I decided to implement a new system: dialogue!

Whenever I can't think of a choice, I'll add in option dialogue. Depending on what you pick will affect your relationship with a character, and although the different paths after the dialogue may seem similar, it might just become something different or unexpected over time!

I hope you all enjoy the dialogue system!



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