Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140623222942/@comment-3293219-20140623233233

(I am a bit more aware of that one but not at midnight, when everyone's having a party on my landing, talking/singing shite. XD)

Knijn was listening into a nearby conversation, remaining silent in the darkness of the shade as he listened in on nearby conversations.

"Shit... 'ow'd they catch him?" A Nord asked, putting his tankard to on side as he leaned closer to his mate, like he was going to kiss him.

"Well... H-He did it in dead of n-night, snook into Kert's garden and made off wit has many spuds as he could get his 'ands on..."

"Yeah?"

"So... He snatches 'em all and tucks 'em in 'is shirt before running back to 'is own 'ouse. Went to bed that night with six spuds in a crate, under his bed, unseen, unnoticed... S-Seemin'ly gotten away wit' it."

"How'd he get caught?"

"Well... Stupid bugger went out in his spiked shoes... left fuckin' trail didn't he the daft bastard. With the frost last week, friggin' guards just followed him to his front door."

"Fuckin' 'ell... What kind of eejit leaves a trail, leadin' back to their house?" They stopped and looked up and around as they heard a grinding noise, looking over their shoulder to see what it was. It was too... heavy to be a rat or even a dog, it was almost like someone was moving furniture.

Knijn dragged his claws across the table, leaving deep grooves into the surface as he stared straight ahead, resisting the urge to kill the two nords in frustration as they unknowningly mocked his past failures. Suddenly, Levi appeared like an angel of mercy, grabbing the Khajiit's attention. He watched as he confidently ordered something, grinning as he looked so... cool and calm, like someone who believes that he'd gotten away with something.

Soon, Knijn would have the honour of proving him wrong...