78th Day of Summer, 413 AV |
Autumn was walking through the mass of people happily. She had just picked the pockets of a few unsuspecting townsfolk and had a hearty handful of Mizas jingling in her pocket. The hour was getting late in the day, as the sun cast over them all was quickly disappearing into the western sky. Autumn decided to go home. Making her way through the crowd, she thought she caught the sight of a man whom looked particularly paranoid for a commoner, and decided to tail him. As she followed she noticed the man constantly looking over his shoulder, Autumn blending with the crowd, and that he was taking a strange roundabout route in an attempt to lose tails and mask where his actual destination was. This made it even more lucrative to Autumn, he was carrying something important. Moving through the crowd like water through fingers, she made her way close to the man, and in-stride picked the mans pocket. Her quick fingers wrapped around something light and made of paper, her hand revealing a sealed letter as the man continued to walk away. She made her way to an alley, and opened the letter. Her jaw dropped when she read the contents. |