Hargeon was a busy city. Traders hustling around quite early in the morning, and unlike normal folks, these people seemed to be very adept at keeping their goods safe. Keryth figured it was all the practice they had from dealing with the pirates out at the sea. The thief had his challenge sneaking into stalls and snatching some of the wonderful fresh fish they had for sale without getting caught. But, thankfully, he had his trusted partner by his side to cause enough of a distraction to pull it off.
With two large sticks of fried fish in his hand, Keryth walked up to Zyra and offered one to her. No matter how many times the elven princess rejects his offer of non-vegetarian food, he never stops offering it to her, hoping that one day she will give in and indulge in the pleasures of the world. Biting into the crispy fish, he let out an audible groan. “Oh! So good… This is the best,” he said. For a moment there, he felt a slight tinge of guilt for stealing such good food. “You know what? I’m paying for this,” he said, before running off towards the stall from where he stole the fish sticks.
“Ma'am! I’d like two more please,” he said, hollering at the shop keeper. The naïve and innocent woman behind the counter didn’t notice that the elf never bought the first two from her and gave him two more. “There you go!” she said, grinning at him. Keryth paid double the jewels covering up for what he stole. “Keep the change!” he said, smiling back.