Athos muttered something under his breath as he strode in the market searching for possibly a nice pouch of gold. He rubbed his hands together, a ever so slightly smile making it's way across his face, in hope of finding some good coin around here. It was most busy this hour of day.
His eyes seemed to gaze left and right through his mask. He wore a leather jacket above his white shirt, although with a bandanna that wrapped around the collar of his leather jacket. He wore brown breeches, and leather boots that didn't make a sound as he stepped softly.
When he noticed a rather large- no, tall figure standing among in the crowd. He was quite tall. Hmm . . . maybe he has something worth while, seems like a traveler such as I. Athos thought to himself, a evil grin melted to his face.
When he was within ten feet away, pretending to talk to a merchant, he kept one eye on the tall figure that was talking to something- someone. A dwarf in these parts? That is rather odd. I never knew even dwarf travelers would go here. It surprised him for the moment, but he had to admit, there are lot's of travelers along the roads. It seems as the years go by, the roads become more crowded.
Athos made his way to the tall man, and noticed a pouch he had. Seemed pretty stuffed. He eyed it and slipped past the tall man, grabbing the pouch gracefully and quietly. Athos hastened his pace, although not such a pace that would attract the suspicious eye.
