All tagged Thief

Reiver

The thick smell of horse, hay and creeping damp reminded Dervorgilla of home, but in a larger way. At home, they had one stall and a few boxes with doors half-missing and packed with everything from the plough and harnesses to farming tools to... she’d never looked in the sacks, to be honest. She half-suspected they’d be full of rats. Okay eating, if the winter was bad.

The art of the steal

The Galleria dell’Accademia di Firenze appeared utterly unremarkable from the outside, except for the thick iron bars across the windows and, tonight, two old stone gargoyles perched along the guttering. One was laying on the roof above the main door, forelegs crossed and spaded tail curled around its rough-hewn body, and the other was on the southern edge of the building, patrolling. Ti’Dani could track its movements by the faint orange glow of its cigar.

Firefly babies

They called Tifa a beggar, those well-dressed, nose-in-the-air folks who strolled the boulevards and esplanades. Her ragged clothes and enormous hat stood out against the jet black paths, ruining the sleek lines of the city, catching the eyes momentarily, it was true, but she wouldn’t lower herself and don a name chosen by others.

Why Snail Has a Trail

In the distant past, when animals wore human faces and magic lived in the soul, Snail was a powerful magician of great renown. Where other magicians made their livings performing healing spells or illusions to entertain crowds or hunting the great monsters that roamed the far reaches of the imagination, Snail had chosen a different path.