- Messages
- 65
- Character Biography
- Link
The air was thick with stars that seemed to judge Emery from the heavens. They taunted him for his lust and greed and offered no escape from his sins. He spit into the sky from the store front sign he laid atop of leisurely and it came plummeting back to hit him in the face. He flipped out and fell the twenty feet back to the ground but landed on his feet. Gracelessly, but still somewhat cat like.
He scratched at the back of his head, likely from the lack of wash, and wiped his face clean of his own saliva. Onlooker stares felt like daggers no matter how much they happened to him. The sneers, the laughter, all of it. He couldn't forgive it. How nobody aimed to assist him since childhood. The horrible mess his life has been. He'd given up on asking people for help since to him... All others were just scum.
Tonight would be a typical night for the young thief. Empty some aristocrats pockets, pay for a courtesan and a bottle with the stolen coin. Emery'd likely even find himself in a scuffle, who knows?
The night was deep. The moon hanged heavy.
He wondered who would be so unfortunate to catch his thieving eyes.
He scratched at the back of his head, likely from the lack of wash, and wiped his face clean of his own saliva. Onlooker stares felt like daggers no matter how much they happened to him. The sneers, the laughter, all of it. He couldn't forgive it. How nobody aimed to assist him since childhood. The horrible mess his life has been. He'd given up on asking people for help since to him... All others were just scum.
Tonight would be a typical night for the young thief. Empty some aristocrats pockets, pay for a courtesan and a bottle with the stolen coin. Emery'd likely even find himself in a scuffle, who knows?
The night was deep. The moon hanged heavy.
He wondered who would be so unfortunate to catch his thieving eyes.