Recent content by Breniva Alexin

The young woman studied Israhm carefully for a moment, her dark eyes curious. But when he mentioned not being part of the guild, those narrowed, curious eyes widened with surprise and alarm. "You're -- freelance?" she echoed incredulously. She looked left, then right, then pushed off the...

When it became clear that he -- probably -- wasn't going to stab her, Bren hauled herself onto the long credenza and slowly crossed her legs, her leather armor creaking slightly as she settled. Her feet made lazy circles in the air, but she didn't sheath her blade. Not yet. "You really just...

She scoffed. "You'd have to be getting paid a hell of a lot if you think I'll go for ten. Look at this place. Stuff in here worth hundreds of gold coins. That's not even counting the actual gold coins that are just laying around. I don't get out of bed for less than two thousand gold coins, I'm...

Bren let her eyes travel appraisingly up and down the back of the man in front of her, canting her head to one side. Her dark hair tumbled down one shoulder as she examined him. Subtle movements. Reaching for a blade? She took another half-step back, the soft of her boots barely a whisper on the...

Bren watched through the intricate lattice work of her hidey-hole as the man who entered spread his tools on the bed. She grimaced and covered her forehead briefly as his movements disturbed the sorting she had done of the loose gemstones on the bedspread. The young thief pulled her dagger...

Israhm would find the path more or less picked clean by the fair and talented hand of Breniva Alexin. Her fingers had allowed her to get through locks, push open latches, and pick clean any trace of gold or silver or sparkle on her path to where the real prizes were to be found. Still, she added...