Recent content by Rania

IN THE ZAMI FEIN TAILOR SHOP The thief glared at her reflection in the mirror. She had been listening to the conversation between Zami and Kade, both amused and unnerved by the latter's naivety. Unlike him, Rania knew exactly what she wanted, what looked good on her – and how to present...

First Floor The statue disappeared into Rania’s pouch. The thief recounted the weapons she was carrying – two long daggers at her side and four smaller ones hidden inside the cloth covering her arms and legs. The latter were meant to be thrown at the enemy and as she maneuvered through the...

“With the right sum of gold I can be silenced very easily.” The snarky thief reminded her companion. Rania sucked in a breath and took a look around. The premises were large, the architecture quite fancy. A more primal part of her was itching for nightfall to come so that she could snoop around...

FLOOR 1 With the stupid statue finally in her possession, the thief suddenly realized that just one statue wouldn’t do. She had seen some of the other contestants and if Rania were to take a guess, she’d say that most of them were currently fighting through the lower levels, collecting points...

“Okay,” the woman spoke and followed behind Val. Rania suddenly wondered how she had gotten into this situation and even though every step that had led her here was perfectly traceable, the thief worried that she had fallen into circumstances that were beyond her. “Guest house, huh.” Her brows...

Floor 1 Rania’s breath was shallow and her bright eyes darted back and forth between the walls and Kade, tirelessly searching for that spark of bronze. From what she could tell, Rhix wasn’t making any more progress than they were – the changing system of the maze kept a safe distance between...

Floor 1 The walls continued to shift with no foreseeable pattern forming whatsoever, but that didn’t mean that Rania’s plan was a hopeless case. The thief was a quick learner, she always had been – and even though the ever-changing maze gave them absolutely nothing to work with, she...

The thief quietly watched the interaction between Val and his kin. He seemed close with some of them, but not so much with others. Rania didn’t speak and when another person approached, the woman only slightly turned her head, observing him from the corner of her eye. Something about him felt...

Floor 1 “I understand,” said the thief and behind the mask a faint smile happened upon Rania’s face. “I really do.” The Empire’s stance on the poor folk was, as with any kingdom or realm, sobering at best. Either you fend for yourself, make the most out of what you have and struggle for...

Oddly enough, Rania noticed a change in Valren’s demeanor the moment they passed the gates of Oban. He was happy to be back home, she realized – or at the very least relieved. The city itself was massive, confusingly structured and quite imposing. A place one could easily get lost in, and while...

“Is that so,” said Rania and continued on. Out of the many men Rania had met and been with through her life, those who chose not to betray their wives did so out of love. Val had made it seem as though his father wasn’t capable of such emotion, but perhaps there was more to the story after all...

The thief sucked in a sharp breath. Her heels dug into the sand, feet searching for steady footing. A deep rumble shook the ground and when the walls moved one more time, Rania watched the ever changing passageways with growing concern. “Not everyone,” she responded. She could find her way...

“I suppose that’s right,” she said. He was doing more than most, herself included. Rania wasn’t a saint and had struggled to keep her head above water for most of her life – she didn’t have the energy to worry about others. Her family was gone. Valren, on the other hand, was trying to unmake...

“That Tower, it’s not a place for someone like you.” The elderly woman warned and slid a small, wooden cup across the counter. “It’s dangerous, especially for a young woman such as yourself,” she continued, but the cloaked figure on the other side of her stand merely shook her head and reached...

“Sometimes,” she spoke quietly, “coin is the only thing that can really make a difference in this world.” The thief had grown weary of this conversation already and this time around she did not turn to look at Valren. Rania hated to think that the quality of her life depended on materialistic...