Vel Anir - House Melli Palace
Kasimir
There was a rule about Vel Anir, well, not so much a rule but a general policy that most people voluntarily chose to follow.
No one touched the Great Houses.
As a thief the most important thing in the world was your backside. No matter what, you wanted to keep that intact. Every thief Kala had ever met was selfish as could be. Backstabbing, betrayal, all of it was about as common as you could get in the Underground. There were dozens of rules, policies, and everything in between to keep your skin on.
Not touching the Great Houses was one of them. Stealing from one of those was like signing your own death warrant. Didn't matter which one of the seven it was, you just didn't touch em if you wanted to live long.
Thankfully that rule didn't apply to Minor Houses.
Kala didn't really understand it, mostly because she'd never taken the time to, but Minor Nobles didn't have the same privelages as their cousins. They couldn't send an army of Dreadlords after you, they couldn't call up an entire regiment. Thus they made for perfect targets. House Melli happened to be her latest, and the Palace she found herself in now was ripe for the taking.
"Idiots." The Tiefling said to herself with a smirk as she stood in the Master bedroom, depositing a large jeweled necklace into her bag.
There was a party going on downstairs in the main ballroom, and that just so happened to be the perfect distraction. Now she just had to find the room for the lady of the House.
Kasimir
There was a rule about Vel Anir, well, not so much a rule but a general policy that most people voluntarily chose to follow.
No one touched the Great Houses.
As a thief the most important thing in the world was your backside. No matter what, you wanted to keep that intact. Every thief Kala had ever met was selfish as could be. Backstabbing, betrayal, all of it was about as common as you could get in the Underground. There were dozens of rules, policies, and everything in between to keep your skin on.
Not touching the Great Houses was one of them. Stealing from one of those was like signing your own death warrant. Didn't matter which one of the seven it was, you just didn't touch em if you wanted to live long.
Thankfully that rule didn't apply to Minor Houses.
Kala didn't really understand it, mostly because she'd never taken the time to, but Minor Nobles didn't have the same privelages as their cousins. They couldn't send an army of Dreadlords after you, they couldn't call up an entire regiment. Thus they made for perfect targets. House Melli happened to be her latest, and the Palace she found herself in now was ripe for the taking.
"Idiots." The Tiefling said to herself with a smirk as she stood in the Master bedroom, depositing a large jeweled necklace into her bag.
There was a party going on downstairs in the main ballroom, and that just so happened to be the perfect distraction. Now she just had to find the room for the lady of the House.