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Just as she was about to leave, a shimmer in the corner of her eye caught her attention. Shiari turned around, noticing the necklace the Jarl was wearing. It was something shiny alright, and the Khajiit wanted it. She sneaked behind the Jarl, setting the bag down quietly and reaching upwards to his neck.

I'm not too good at taking already worn necklaces, but here goes...

Right when she grabbed hold of the necklace, her balance gave out, and her head hit the back of the Jarl's chair. In the process, she yanked the necklace off his neck, which caught his full attention.

"What the!? Who are-"

The fallen thief scrambled back up to her feet, gripping the necklace tightly with one hand and grabbing the bag with the other.

"Hey! It was really nice meeting you, but I gotta go!"

The Jarl's shouting was the last thing she heard when she burst out of Dragonsreach.