21 July 2012
The dark figure slid stealthily from dark shadow to dark shadow. No one in Signia Jail had noticed. No one but the grinning thief, trapped in his cell.
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Arys silently slit the throat of the jailer, who had been keeping watch over the dimly lit cells. She stepped over his cooling corpse and peered into each of the rooms, looking for the right one.
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Tpek the thief looked at the guard's killer, who appeared to be searching for something. Or someone. The killer appeared to be female, and moved soundlessly like a thief or an assassin.
It didn't really matter, now Tpek had his escape guaranteed. He reached over to the fallen body of the jailer and grabbed the keys out of his coat. Silently trying each key in the lock, he found the right one. Ah, he thought, freedom.
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Arys checked the next dark cell. If this thief she was looking for was so good, how come he had been arrested? He seemed strange though. He wasn't a killer, like her, or in it for money, like Ryder. He didn't have any personal reason to steal at all. This thief seemed... Useful.
This cell was empty. She spun around, and a figure was behind her.
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Tpek smiled at the shocked expression on the strange woman's face. "Hello."
A knife flashed into the air. "Who are you?" She asked.
Tpek's own dagger appeared in his hand at lightning speed. "My name is Tpek. Who are you?"
"My name is Arys. I am... A representative. Of a group of people. Thieves. We might like to borrow your services."
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