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Faelis was having an average day.
Admittedly, an average day for him was far from the average day of a normal person, you know, a farmer, a shopkeeper. Yes, an average day for the elf could include sneaking into some high-security treasury and just stealing a few things, and leaving a note with some snarky remarks on how security could be better, or it could be starting a barfight and ending up running from the city guard.
But today, while average, was coming off as uneventful to the thief. Sure, he had pickpocketed some wealthy nobles walking through the crowded market, and he had even managed to get a necklace right off of a Lady's neck. The elf really liked Cerenis, the market was always lively, and there was always something going on, but now Faelis was sitting in a rather nice inn, the Copper Inn, and was drinking a mug of ale and just relaxing. He was sitting in a darker booth in the corner, just watching the people come and go. The barmaids would've kicked him out long ago, he knew, for staying here so long and for how he looked, black clothes, black hair, piercings, but he kept buying drinks, and he did have a way with words when he wanted to.
He wasn't waiting for anyone, or looking for a job, but just sitting, and contemplating what his next job would be, who he would steal from next.
While he had been looking for a place to have a drink, he thought about finding a place and, after his drink, of course, starting a fight, but he had decided on the Copper Inn, and, since he liked the place, he wasn't going to start a fight here.