J'hiqi had just finished up speaking with one of the fences her guild uses to sell stolen goods. She smirked to herself and she walked away from the dingy, out of the way stall. Her auburn hair was in a braid, and it swung behind her like a whip as she walked. Her black armor, didn't even glint in the sunlight, that was the point after all. She would have to stop by the Laughing Jackal later, and give Rii'naav his cut. There was also the need to get the younger members a bit more organized, but that would have to come later.
J'hqi hardly even noticed as members of the crowd darted out of her way. She was notorious for taking action against those that slighted her. Her stormy eyes looked to the sky a brief moment, noting the posotion of the sun. It would hunting time again soon enough. J'hiqi had never really realized that she lacked friends, and even romances. The thought had never occured to her. Her skin was fair, and her hair lusterous. She wasn't ugly in the least, it was her smug saunter, her no nonsense behavior that kept people from getting too close.
J'hiqi stopped as she heard a shout, turning to see what had happened. A merchant was crying thief, and she could see the culrpit running her way, guard close on their heels. With a slight grin to herself, she let the thief run past, sticking her foot out just so. The guard, as predicted, landed face first in the dust. He stood up, angry, about to get in her face. J'hiqi stared him down, hands ready to unsheath the blades across her back. She held her hands up, and smiled. "Sorry, didn't see you there." He sputtered some curses and stormed off in search of the thief. He wouldn't find them now, she knew it. "What kind if idiot steals from the stingiest stall, in broad daylight?" She spoke to no one in particular, shrugged her shoulders, and was about to continue her journey to the nearest tavern.
