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[h1][center][color=B22222]Neh’miah He’ron[/color][/center][/h1]

[b]Location:[/b] The Faded Lantern


[color=B22222]”Yes, the one and only. No better thief on this side of the ocean then me.”[/color] Spoke Neh’miah joyous. As he looked at Y’vanna while listening to her sarcastic remark [color=B22222]”You’re Y’vanna, the head that consumes more grog than an entire brigg crew on a daily basis, right? Anyway, I don’t have a ship…...yet. We could always steal one”[/color] Spoke Neh’miah confidently as if he was stealing ships on a regular basis.

However before the thief could cook up some elaborate scheme to steal a ship, his attention was attracted by the other women at the table. Neh’miah did not know the woman who introduced herself as Solange and yet there was something familiar about how she spoke, her mannerisms and her body language. In a way, it reminded him of his mother.

For a moment Neh’miah followed her movements with a mixture of curiosity and suspicion. There was something off about what this woman said, however the young thief could not entirely pinpoint out what it was. However, Solange was right about one thing. Having Neh’miah on your team is more valuable than the gods.

As Solange traced her finger around the young thief's shoulder, he could not help but to feel that she was playing him. This kind of behaviour Neh’miah had seen many times before. Solange shared the profession of his mother. And yet while knowing this, he still bought kinto her game.

[color=b22222]”Oh? Vargas wants to pay for a ship? That could be interesting, depending on what the man, I mean lord of course wants in return for his investment.”[/color]

[hider=Awareness roll to see if Neh'miah is understanding what Solange is doing.]
https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/21143[/hider]