thief

For the past few weeks there had been a series of thefts in Alliria. The only items that were stolen were high class paintings meant to be sold to Annuakat nobility and merchants. The local merchants of Alliria grew more and more nervous by the day and the wealthier ones increased security...

A few light droplets of rain fell from the cloudy sky and the leather clad woman looked up. The sky was dark, celestial bodies covered by a thick blanket of clouds. If anything, the near total darkness it brought was good for business. As long as a torrential downpour of any sort didn't come...

Lieutenant Ellory Ashford had been after this thief for months now. He...or she...was starting to drive her insane. They would hit minor houses, steal random shit, and disappear into the night. How did Ellory know the newest scene was connected to the others? The asshole rearranged the furniture...

Alliria University of Magic Varo had never been much for school, not back home and certainly not out here in Alliria. Some members of the gang had tried to get him to go, but it never worked out. He wasn't stupid, far from it, something else just always ended up catching his attention. There...

It wasn't that he needed to, it was because he wanted to. Kade Anvar had come to Annuakat all the way from Ragash. Which, for a seasoned adventurer might not be a long way, but for Kade? It was the single longest journey for his life. You really got an idea of the sheer scale of the Empire by...

It was always the same but a little different at richer families houses. They all wanted the same things, status, material possessions, money, always more. Gweyir didn't understand why having a chair that was worth more than all the other chairs was so expensive. They all performed the same...

The pickpocket, burglar and all around no good, rotten bastard known as Urchin was feeling rather content with himself today. Sure, he was homeless, shoeless and what clothes he did have were ragged, patched and several sizes too large from him on account of being snatched off some poor sap's...

Description of the character Rodin.

A thief was not a good thief if he hesitated when a prime opportunity presented itself. Hesitating didn't put food in your belly, it didn't put logs on your fire, and it most certainly didn't make you feel 'good' about yourself for not stealing in the first place. Only a person who had never...

OOC A small organized crime wave has hit the lower parts of Alliria! Bands of thieves are pulling heists dressed in theatre wear, they speak in quotes, rhymes, and even bloody sing! Now it's up to the Allirian Watch and any deputized individuals to put a stop to these thief theatrics before it...

Looking for people interested in a buddy cop/Cat and Mouse style adventure in Alliria.

Elbion Nicodemus Kala stood on the street corner, a coin slowly running over her fingers. There was a lantern nearby powered by some sort of magic, but the Tiefling stood just outside of it's range of light. In the back of her pocket sat a card that had been supplied to her some weeks ago...

Ragash Kala held her side, scowling as another wave of pain hit her from where the arrow had planted itself. This was supposed to have been an easy job. The word she'd gotten from her contacts had said the Palace had been all but abandoned, but when she'd broken into the damned place there...

The tavern was riddled with noises of laughter and chatter, radiating a warm atmosphere that was probably due to alcohol. A lone musician was playing in a wooden stage, a small stage. He sang with a clear voice, barely being able to hear himself due to the noise. On one of the most disruptful...

Bright hues of amber and violet streaked across the sky as they wove their own tales over the city of Alliria. The cacophony of noises that the daytime often brought, began to quieten down. Most people began to drift into their homes, places of comfort, or the nearest tavern. The latter was what...

Alliria was a city of contrasts. There was the ancient inner city, the sprawling outer city, and then there were the slums. Three distinct worlds but all part of Alliria. It was not easy to cross over from one world to the other. Someone from the inner city risked their life if they were caught...

Iktovian Biographical information Birthplace Elbion Born Died Age 69 Home Wanderer Physical description Race ...

To My Charming Lady, I hope this letter finds you well, for I am quite well. I doubt I’ve ever been in better spirits. For as I have dallied in the ports of Elbion, I have found a few things that may be if interest for you. I met a wonderfully interesting barber, of all things. He cuts hair...