In this short RP session my newly created thief Fiana was looking for some “work” in the nearby tavern, but found more than she expected.

Fiana: <pulls down her hood as she enters the tavern>

Mina: Oh, hello there. <she looks in her glass>

Fiana: You look a little sad. What’s it about?

Mina: It’s… <she sighs> Ah, you know how magic always brings trouble?

Fiana: Actually… no. I stay away from magic. Always.

Fiana: So you know magic?

Mina: Not by choice, but yes, I do. Why? <she frowns> Please don’t drag me into more magic stuff.

Fiana: Well… What do you think about that, though? <puts a fine dagger on the counter and shoves it in front of Mina>

Mina: <picks it up and takes a closer look> A dagger, really? Your magic item is already dangerous even without any magic.

Mina whispers: (Mina can only detect obvious magic and magic from the mists. :3 She’s… just not good at it. 😀 Does she detect something?) 

Fiana: Oh… I can handle daggers. But I was told this one is cursed, so I want to take care. <she uses the moment in which Mina inspects the dagger to look for a purse on Mina…> 

Fiana whispers: (Nope, the dagger is not magical at all. 😀 But it sure looks suspiciously magical.)

Mina whispers: (Oooooooh! I see what she’s doing! :D)

Mina: Cursed?! <she looks at her with shock> Didn’t I say non-dangerous items?! <but suddenly she seems intrigued and takes a closer look> What… what kind of curse? <actually, there is a purse hanging from her belt and she seems not to look after it>

Fiana: Oh… you know… eh… a death curse. But only kills… eh… women. <while talking, she slooowly tries loosen the purse and take it>

Mina: <she turns the dagger in her hands> Only women? That’s oddly specific. Is there a story to it? <she’s so intrigued by the dagger, she wouldn’t even notice if a Dolyak stole her purse>

Fiana: An envious husband, maybe? <she shrugs> Heard there are many of those. <excited that her plan went so well, she gives the purse a good drag. Too good maybe, because Mina will most likely notice it if it not even loosens whatever it was attached to> 

Mina: Oh, I definitely heard of th-… <she stops, as she notices the dragging. Especially, because it almost opens her belt and her skirt only loosely hangs to her hips> What…? <she looks up from the dagger to Fiana>

Fiana: Eh… <she tries to put the purse behind her back, but most likely too late>

Mina: WHAT DID YOU DO?! <she now grabs the daggers hilt and points it at Fianas face> Thiefing bitch! 

Mina: You better give me a good reason not to test if this dagger really specifically kills women! <she seems furious>

Fiana: Woah… eh… actually… It… it was already loose. I only grabbed it.

Mina: Oh really? <she doesn’t look convinced> Then you’ll also have no problem giving it back, right? 

Fiana: <she grabs two coins out of the purse behind her back> S-sure… <she wants to give the purse back to Mina>

Mina: <takes it abruptly and ties it back to her now almost-functioning belt> And… <she looks at the dagger> I’ll keep that. Don’t think I can trust you with it.

Mina whispers: (Don’t worry, you can always just take it from Mina. 😉 She won’t hold to it strongly.)

Fiana whispers: (Sure, no worries, she might need it later, because it’s important to her, but you can keep it for a while. 😉 ) 

Fiana: Heyyy, but that’s mine! Actually, you are the stealy one!

Mina: Is that so…? <she rotates the dagger in her fingers, thinking> Because, if _you_ were of the “stealy” kind… <she lowers her voice> I might have a job for you.

Fiana: Only if you return my dagger. And payment.

Mina: Fine. <she shrugs> Let’s go. <she puts the dagger behind her belt and goes to leave the tavern> 

Fiana: Aye, aye, Miss… what was your name?

Mina: Mina. <she answers shortly while leaving the tavern> And yours, stealy one?

Fiana: Fi. <she grumbles>

[Both leave the tavern]

Fiana: It’s already dark… no need for a hood. <she murmurs to herself>

Mina: <it’s dark outside and the air is cold. She tries to tighten her belt, but has obvious troubles doing so while walking fast> Let’s make this quick, before I finally lose my skirt and freeze to death. 

Fiana: <Follows her> Well, just pay me well, so your purse will be light enough for your belt to hold. <she smiles> 

Mina: Maybe I will. <from time to time, she throws a paranoid look behind her back> If we make it through the night.

Fiana: You… you meant “when” not “if”, right? <she follows Minas glances> Where are we going, anyway?

Mina: <when Fiana looks around, she might see it. A shadow. Big as a centaur. It sits between two houses, with a creepy amount of legs>

Fiana: W-wha-w-…?! <she stutters, stopping, looking at the shadow> M-Mina…?! 

Mina: <she turns around, grabs Fiana by the hand and tries to drag her with her> Don’t look at it for too long. It will only catch up faster then. Keep going, we’re close to the graveyard.

Fiana: The graveyard?! <she doesn’t seem calmed, but makes no objections to following Mina> Listen, keep my dagger, maybe you’ll find somebody better for this job. 

Mina: Get yourself together. Your dagger. It’s not really cursed or magical, right?

Fiana: N-no. Not that I would know of. <she swallows> It was good at distracting, though. <again, she looks back>

Mina: <the creature isn’t visible anymore, the fast walking should have given you some space>

Mina whispers: (Hey, sorry, I have to leave early today. D: Is it fine if Mina asks Fi no another day to help her?)

Fiana whispers: (Sure, no problem. 🙂 Should I help you get out of the RP? Fiana would be ready to run away. 😉 )

Fiana: <is visibly shaking> You know what? <she turns around> I think it’s away. We should take our chance and leave.

Mina: <Fiana can only hear a thud from behind her, and something quickly dragged across the grass. In the corner of her eye she can see the many-legged shadow running… away from her. Up the stairs and down the well, dragging something with it. When she turns around, Mina is gone.>

Mina whispers: (Don’t worry, I’m good. 😉 Thanks though!)

Fiana: <takes a deep breath, relaxing> Hey, Mina, I think we scared it-… <only as she turns around she notices her missing companion> M-Mina? Oh damn, by the gods! <then she runs away into the night, mumbling something about daggers>

Mina whispers: (Thanks for the RP! <3 Don’t worry, Mina will come back for that graveyard thingy. 😉 See you around!)

Fiana whispers: (Thanks too! 🙂 Fiana also definitely won’t leave her without that dagger. 😉 Have a good night!)