Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25146201-20140108121051/@comment-12599067-20140118000700

"You have ten seconds before I shoot you out of that tree," Jack said menacingly, drawing a knife as he looked up at the Imperial. The thief simply laughed and turned aside, searching for something in his pockets. He turned back to the group and dropped a heavy sack of coins, with a small scroll tied to the neck of the coin purse, onto the stump next to where Jack was sitting.

"Does it matter? You don't really look like the type to pass up free money. Besides, I've overheard you plotting an assassination. Care telling me what you're up to?" the thief asked, strangely happy to see them. Jack looked up at him, then pulled together a group huddle out of the cutpurse's earshot.

"Do any of you have any idea who this nutjob is?" he asked, a shadow of worry passing over his face. He was far from fond of being snuck up on, and the man could probably track them across Tamriel if he had found them here. He tapped his foot nervously as he waited for an answer.