Okay, but I will not make any promises. I am who I am. Plus you made me this way.
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Robbet slowly raises the mug to his lips and takes a large gulp almost choking on the strong brew. He slowly places the mug back on the table as he tries to conceal his excitement and asks nonchalantly, ”How are we splitting the loot?”
Robbet warns the person, ”Come out now or you’ll get a knife between the ribs.”
No worries I know the feeling.
Robbet notices the concealed person and draws his dagger. He crouches low and whispers, "alright I see you there. Come on out from behind the curtain and you won't get hurt."
Robbet makes his way through the mansion trying to be as quiet as possible.
Hmmm, pretty careless for the owner to leave this unlocked. Robbet thought as he continues unconcerned.
Darkness is my friend, the rogue thinks as he makes his way to the trapdoor avoiding the well lit entrance.
Trying to peer through the darkness Robbet looks for a way to enter the mansion.
Like a shadow Robbet makes his way across the mansions grounds.
Sounds good.
Robbet stays in the shadows trying to get a feel for how the guards are patrolling.
Robbet pulls out his short sword and slashes at the nasty vermin.
Completed first week of posting! Woot!!
Try as he might Robbet can’t make it up the rope. Not wanting to waste time he heads towards the drainage culvert.
Trying to remain as unobtrusive as possible Robbet watches the mansion.
Robbet has no questions and leaves. He spends the next week casing the mansion, talking to those who make deliveries, and trying to cozy up with the servants.
No worries. I have the same commitments. Enjoy your weekend! (and good luck with you submission).
Robbet slowly raises the mug to his lips and takes a large gulp almost choking on the strong brew. He slowly places the mug back on the table as he tries to conceal his excitement and asks nonchalantly, ”How are we splitting the loot?”
I present to you Robbet the rogue! All his information is in his alias. |