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This is the Unspoken City of Thieves, any description that you're looking for is in the "Backround Story" thread. So go for it, and have fun with it... whatever "it" is....

*After jumping onto the roof the chase had lasted only another ten minutes. Fenris was now sitting in his... well, he called it home. It was a little cove on the outskirts of the city. Raithem was bordered on the east and south by ocean, and the city itself actually jutted out over the ocean, so there was a cliff face on the east and west edges of the city. Hence, Fenris' cave. He looked the diamond over, it was a very good diamond. Very high quality. Probably worth enough to buy food for a year... but Fenris just tossed it over his shoulder into the back of the cove, where the firelight didn't reach. The was a kind of "tinkle" noise when it landed, and that was the last of Fenris thought of the daimond. His fish was cooked, and it was time to eat.*

*Fenris awoke to a seagull pecking at his nose. It took him a second to realiz what was happening before he sat up, and the seagull flew off.* "What time is it?" *Fenris sat up and moved to the entrance of the cave, he looked down, the sun was too bright to look at it, so he looked for his shadow. It fell to his left and stretched far.* "Eight... too early..." *Fenris returned to his cave, and grabbed a basket which was covered tightly with multiple clothes. He removed the clothe and took an Onion roll from the basket. He tore a piece off greatfully, and closed the basket, just as tighly.* "Startin' early today..."

*Fenris finished wrapping up the rope and hid it in the usual bush. Once it was tucked away safetly he breathed heavily and let his arms relax at his sides. Then he made his way towards the main street of Raithem.* "Some breakfast first I think.... the fruit tent today..." *Fenris entered the street from a back alley, it was unusually slow this morning in the street. Fenris sighed.* "Not alot of cover this morning... maybe I just won't steal anything..." *Fenris turned right and walked along the road. Reaching into his pocket he pulls out a gold ring, looks at it, smiles, and returns it to his pocket.* "That oughta pay for the fruit.... yeah, more than enough." *Fenris sped up a little bit and added a bounce to his step. As he drew nearer to the fuirt stand he pondered what it'd be like to pay for something for a change. He figured he'd feel normal, if that was even a feeling.*

*Fenris stopped at the front of the fruit quiosk, waiting for the owners reaction to his prescence, but the owner knew better.* "Good morning Fenris. Does being up early make you bolder? Or maybe slower?" *Fenris produced the gold ring again and tossed it to the man.* "Could I have a mango please?" *The man gawked at Fenris.* "What th' hell is this? Are you paying me? Well I'll be damned, it's real too...." *The man gathered himself, putting away his surprise. He grabbed the best looking Mango from the pile and handed it to Fenris.* "Here ya go kid. Have a... good day..." *Tha man shook himself and eturned to insoecting fruit.* *Fenris accepted the Mango.* "Thank you." *Fenris turned and walked away. That had been dull and boring much more so than his regular thefts. He decided that he'd stay away from paying for what he wanted. After all, stickin' with what you know is always the best bet. He took a bite out of the mango, and let a drop of juice run down his chin.*

*Fenris continued to walk down the narrow alleyway, trying to think of something worth his while to do. He wiped the mango juice from his chin with his hand. It was sticky, an unpleasant, but he didn't care.* "God damn this is lame..." *He almost felt angry with himself, for being so good at what he did. But what was the point in that? He surveyed the scene before hims as he left the alleyway, same bustling people, selling the same wares. Same level of annoying noise. Except... Fenris noticed someone he had never seen before. Or rather, he noticed the glint of something shiny, and by what his deductive skills could tell, gold. This piqued his interest. He decided to follow the boy, but a a safe distance.*

Fenris stopped beneath a large wooden sign hanging above a doorway. It read, "Burning Candle Tavern." It was loud inside, he could hear the noise down the street. Fenris pushed through the wooden double doors and made his way to the bar. A few people glanced in his direction then began whispering amongst themselves, but most of the patrons of the tavern paid him no mind. He took a seat at the bar and ordered a glass of cranberry juice.

"Anything I should know about, Dim?"

The bartender was a wealth of knowledge in this town, and he owed Fenris more then a few favors.

*Fenris almost choked on his cranberry juice at the man's words. He lowered his glass to the bar and turned to look at the man.*

"I... You sir may have just dealt the single largest blow to my ego in the history of my life."

*Fenris waited a few moments before speaking again. He swirled his cranberry juice around in it's glass.*

"You can call me Fenris."

*Fenris leans closer to the man.*

"I happen to be the best theif in all of Raithem, but don't tell anyone."

*Fenris takes a sip of his cranberry juice and returns to silence.* *Dim lets out a small chuckle.*

Fenris let out a guffaw at the man's words.

"No sir, I wouldn't. This rope is one I made with my own hands quite a long time ago. I don't generally steal from sheds anyway, nothing of great importance would be kept in one."

*Fenris thought for a moment.*

"... And if something important were kept in a shed, I would know about it. Also, I don't steal rope."

*Fenris took another sip of his cranberry juice.*

"I don't mean to insult you, but how did you not know who I am if you live in this town? I know I try to keep a low profile, but I didn't think I was that good at it."