Thieves of a feather...(Gareth)

[Nyahna Sasin]

He hesitated, uncertain. He made it a rule not to reveal what he was unless needed, but, given the circumstances by which they had met, he supposed the man deserved some answers.

"What am I? That depends. I'm many things. A young thief. An eccentric assassin. A beloved brother, an eldest son." He paused for a second, before adding "A desert snake."

He turned, and started walking towards the Ironworks. "Come on, this way."

[Gareth]

Gareth smirked, as he followed Sasin.
"So, an assassin..."
He continued, his voice solemn.
"I tried killing for a living once... it didn't work out. Some people don't deserve to die."
He shrugged, tossing his dagger nonchalantly.
"I don't really trust you, I don't really trust anyone... but you're probably the only one who can show me around."
He caught the dagger expertly, twirling it twice.

[Nyahna Sasin]

He shrugged. "Maybe so, but if they made someone mad enough to want them dead, they probably did something really bad. Either way, it's a living. Not much demand here, but what few jobs I get get's me through."

"I don't really trust you, I don't really trust anyone... but you're probably the only one who can show me around."

Sasin smirked, amused. "I'm sure most citizens here could show you around. I'm just not certain most could be bothered."

Thinking for a second, he remarked "You said something about burning a hole in a pouch?"

[Gareth]

Garet frowned slightly, chuckling nervously.
"Heh, some of these client's should be the one on the recieving end. Anyway, never children... never."
He smirked at the question, stopping.
"Observe."

The white smoke coiled around his fingers, just billowing upwards, a small amount spiked up, and burst into flames, flickering upon his fingertip. The fire split, two small spheres dancing towards his palm, before winking out.
"I don't do it often, it's tiring, and very dangerous. That would take the energy i get from a full meal. And if you overdo it, you die."
He thought for a moment and continued, his voice slightly confused.
"My... one of my parents... I think, thought wizard was a good career and paid for tution. Kleptomaniac that i am, I use it for my own use."

[Nyahna Sasin]

He gave the man a look. "Of course not. I have my morals." He didn't really, but killing little kiddies and old grannies wouldn't exactly endear him to the masses. And besides, the easy targets are always the best protected.

He turned to Gareth, interested in hearing his explanation. Instead, what he got was a simple "Observe." Glancing down at the reimancers hand, he froze, shocked. Being able to create fire? Out of nothing? "Well shyke." He muttered, entranced.

"My... one of my parents... I think, thought wizard was a good career and paid for tution. Kleptomaniac that i am, I use it for my own use."

He looked up as the man spoke to himself, sounding confused. "So you do remember."

[Gareth]

Gareth gave a grunt.
"It's blur, but I can remember some details... Whatever, how much further is this shop, I think I may need something other than a dagger."
He sighed, flipping his dagger once more.
Do i really trust this guy?... I actually do. Damn...

[Nyahna Sasin]

He glanced at the human, amused. "Don't worry, it's pretty close."

Still interested, he asked "Just how does one go about learning reimancy?" He was very, very interested now. Here was something he had never known about, and he wanted to know more.

By now, they were going through crowded areas again, and he couldn't resist reaching out to snatch a few wayward purses. People here were so wrapped up in themselves they never noticed. Almost

[Gareth]

Gareth reached out, slitting small holes in purses and helping himself to a few Mizas from each, as he gave the Dhani's question some thought. Finally, a hint of mischievousness in his voice, he replied.
"It's quite simple Sasin, all you need to do is let a Reimancer cut you open and fill you with that smoke you saw just now, which means he, at that point, is capable of burning you alive... Inflating you and bursting your lungs... drowning you or filling your organs with rock. All in all an easy almost painless process."
He gave the Dhani a smirk and a wink, showing the crisscrossing tattoos which covered his right arm.
"Got them covered with tattoos. They tend to scar. Can't remember who filled me up, but whoever it is, I thank them."

[Nyahna Sasin]

"It's quite simple Sasin, all you need to do is let a Reimancer cut you open and fill you with that smoke you saw just now, which means he, at that point, is capable of burning you alive... Inflating you and bursting your lungs... drowning you or filling your organs with rock. All in all an easy almost painless process."

He was rather taken aback by this, but masked it under a facade of coolness. "Sounds absolutely delightful." He told Gareth dryly. "So, what else can you make that smoke into? I've seen fire, you say someone can drown you or inflate you. What else?" He asked, still undeterred.

[Gareth]

Gareth gave a small smile, his voice still calm and cool.
"Well, fire, water, earth and air. Everybody likes fire though, I can only blow you off your feet or burn you, but it's good enough."

He stepped forward, pacing ahead quickly.
"Now where is this smith..."