[center][url=https://fontmeme.com/fonts/dovahkiin-font/][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/190609/04323195e37ec0a4e50f6a40f5c78b3f.png[/img][/url][/center] [color=maroon][i][center]Atop a church tower, deep within the slums of Venedig [/center][/i][/color] The boy groaned a little as he opened his eyes, a bump having emerged from his head. [color=maroon]"do not worry mortal, you were not robbed, it was merely your ailment that took hold"[/color] an ancient baritone boomed from his sternum. [color=darkorange]"How long was I out for... and the thief? Any news of him?"[/color] he replied in a casual tone, his soul reanimating after his unplanned slumber. [color=maroon]"Oh.. The Rat? yes.. I spoke with him not long ago. He claimed his haul was mere silver, for other ..rats had the same idea... However he also spoke of a rumor, that if true would be most.. entertaining"[/color] the baritone was calm, slow and wise in his manner of speaking, though when he uttered the word rat, for a moment his tone picked up with aggression and contempt. [color=darkorange]"Oh really?"[/color] the heretic grinned, the voice's statement having grabbed his attention, he paused for a moment [color=darkorange]"come on big guy, what's this rumor then?"[/color] he spoke mockingly. The deep baritone let loose a jolly chuckle [color=maroon]"ragh agh agh.. I see that your interest has been piqued.. Boy. Very well. I shall tell you of this... rumor. In a place where people choose to kill their own minds, bodies and souls, some wretched den owned by a particularly disgusting worm, there is a plot to rob this city's bank of its gold, taking advantage of today's disgustingly... Mortal.. Occasion."[/color] the heretic did not answer immediately, and the voice waited eagerly for his response. The boy stopped grinning and spoke softly [color=darkorange]"Friend, such hubris does this Reich have.. That they would put their own kin in chatel. Don't they know how quickly the world can be turned on its head? When the master becomes the slave and the slave becomes the master?"[/color] he paused for a moment [color=darkorange]"perhaps not.. or they just don't care. I know that seeing such Hubris fell would be as best put by you.."[/color] he deepened his voice and grinned[color=darkorange]"Entertaining."[/color]. Again he paused [color=darkorange]"We should be quick then"[/color] with that he jumped from the tower, and across the flat roofs of the dilapidated tenement halls of the slums to the Den of Thieves which is a mere few blocks away. [color=maroon][i][center] running across rooftops [/center][/i][/color] As the heretic's stride crashed on each roof he continued [color=darkorange]"Hey friend, I'd appreciate it if you wouldn't refer to that kid as a rat by the way, sure there are plenty of rats and worms alike sulking about in this shit hole, but that kid isn't one of them."[/color] the voice replied [color=maroon]"very well... I gave you the authority to judge, so I shall trust in your judgement. Also do not forget, that you are being hunted, and the longer it takes for you to finish this task, the greater the chance of your capture"[/color] Heretic grimaced. [color=darkorange]"I can't say that I believe everything that you've told me so far, but to be honest you haven't proven yourself to be wrong yet, but I cant see a lot of what you're saying being true, for example, although a lot of my equipment seems to be valuable, I can't see myself as being a"[/color] the voice cut into him [color=maroon]"do not fret, boy, for you were not born into that family"[/color] the boy smiled a bit [color=darkorange]"yeah, and hopefully when if that rumor proves to be true, I'll be able to afford putting this electrum to use"[/color] his face straightened. He sped up until planting both of his feet on a rooftop, contracting, like springsteel he compacted his muscles, then flexed. His leap was mighty and his landing heavy. He skid across the roof adjacent the building he just launched off. [color=darkorange]"Looks like we're here"[/color] he told his friend as he came to a standstill atop the roof of the most infamous opium den and whore house in the slums. [color=maroon][i][center] outside the den of thieves [/center][/i][/color] He stood atop the building and paused for a second, closing his eyes, calming his nerves. The voice waited with anticipation, to see how he'll be entertained next. Heretic opened his eyes and took a deep breath, jumping off the building landing on his feet, compressing his legs to break his fall, he groaned, regretting his decision, whereas the voice chuckled mockingly. He stood himself up, bones creaking, and the people on the street fell silent, gawking at this eccentric display. "Wait a minute, isn't that the heretic?" said one of the towns folk, "black robes, black grimoire, yeah I think he is" "what a fool, why was he up there? does he know who knows that building" some gossiped in this manner. Though many left when he was identified, not wanting to associate with a man in his standing. Some stared at him, frozen with fear, or burning with hatred, others smirked inquisitively. The Heretic pursed his lips and smiled uncomfortably, he stretched the joints on his legs before arching his back and stretching his arms in the air. When he was done, he swore under his breath [color=darkorange]"I need some fucking milk"[/color]. he spun on one heel and walked into the building, those who were still in the crowd watching the young foreigner left. [color=maroon][i][center] inside the den of thieves [/center][/i][/color] From the first step inside, he found it to be the most disgusting scene of debauchery which he had ever witnessed, even if he had retained his memories. many simply sat where they were eyes widened like saucers devoid of anything, unaware of anything, slowly wasting away due to their dependence. Others were dancing about, uncoordinated and sloppy, filling the venue with a disturbing crazed laughter, some were even selling their bodies in the open, and performing vile acts for all to see. The boy recoiled at the stench of sin and the voice snapped [color=maroon]"disgusting worms"[/color] snarling in a deeper tone than usual. "Did you say something?" a large man said in a threatening tone. The boy replied [color=darkorange]"no"[/color] and the large man stared at him for a second before walking away. [color=darkorange]"Calm yourself friend, I don't need to be in any more trouble than I'm already in"[/color] said the heretic, his friend replying [color=maroon]"very well, then I shall observe."[/color] [color=darkorange]"thank you"[/color] the heretic finished. He took a deep breath and with the strongest voice he could muster he boomed [color=darkorange]"ATTENTION MORONS!! ANYONE WITH INFORMATION REGARDING THE RAID ON THE CENTRAL BANK WHICH HAS BEEN PLANNED FOR TODAY PLEASE STEP FORWARD!! FOR I AM THE SO CALLED "HERETIC" WHOM THIS CITY HAS FORSAKEN, AND TO THOSE WHO WOULD RAID ITS COFFERS I CAN LEND YOU MY STRENGTH!! in exchange for some of the spoils of course, for I am low on coin. IF YOU HAVE INFORMATION SPEAK UP QUICKLY!! DO NOT ALLOW ME TO MISS THE FUN!!"[/color]. The voice burst into laughter, the room however, fell silent.