[i]Well, this place looks better than the last place.[/i] James thought, as he walked around the town, occasionally walking in a circle, but righting himself. The travel to Leyawiin had rid him of a lot of his coins, the 'small fee' for the transport didn't exactly have breakfast included, so he had to buy his own when the carriage stopped at a village. Now, in Leyawiin, he needed funds. Fortunately, James knew how to do that, illegally.

James walked around for a little while longer, spotting a good crowd. James walked straight into it, being swallowed by the crowd. James then started looking for those with protruding purses, and swiftly took them. A few times, the selected person would look almost like he felt his purse being taken, but would continue doing what he was originally doing. One time, however, one of the selected men actually turned around, and looked James in the eye. The khajiit put his hand against where he [i]thought[/i] his purse was, and found it gone, then he looked angry. [i]Really[/i] angry. "You rat." The khajiit said, bending over so the khajiit's short nose was almost touching James' nose. "Give me back my coins." 

James tried to put on his innocent face, and said quietly, with a fake scent of fear; "B-but it wasn't me. I-I didn't steal your money. P-please don't hurt me." Just in case anything went wrong, James' hand moved with exaggerated slowness to where the hilt of his dagger was. Luckily, the man took sympathy for James, gave James a sorry look and turned away. James grinned, and backed out of the crowd with his loot. Once out of the group, he walked away to find a shop and grab something to eat.