User blog:Rexis12/The Thieving Brothers.

The market was bustling with activity, vendors were shouting out their wares, humans and monsters alike were going to stall from stall to see what they could buy, an advertiser would occasionally hold out their signs for their products. All in all, it was rather hectic.

Amongst all of this though was a young man, donning the finest of clothes. Blonde hair and green eyes accentuated his already handsome features well, to the point where some could see sparkles radiating off of him.

As he walked, the way was parted for him, whether in respect or in awe. In return, he gave each and every one who moved for him a kind smile. Humans smirked at that smile, while the monsters eyes flashed with desire but could not bring themselves to walk towards him.

When he reached the busiest part of the market, the once noisy marketplace nearly went silent. All eyes were pointed towards the man, whose sight was focused on a rather voluptuous figure that stood underneath a stall selling jewelry. She was beautiful to say the least, though the horns on her head made it clear that she was not human, and neither was her beauty.

With a confident strut, he advanced onto the stall, all the while keeping a smiling face, even while some threw jibes at him or if some bumped into him. The smile, which was starting to look arrogant, stayed on his visage.

The buyers at the jewelry stall moved away, much to the woman’s disappointment, her disappointment grew when the finely clothed male strutted up to her. “Greetings Maven” His voice, smooth as silk, made the woman around him swoon. Yet the one the greeting was directed to merely frowned.

With a sigh Maven leaned forward, which surprisingly did not cause any increase of size and/or attention towards to her cleavage, and propped her chin up with her hand. Her eyes, purple with a small tinge of red, narrowed in annoyance “What do you want Guiceh?” She asked angrily, to which the man responded by chuckling softly “Oh come now Maven, is that anyway to say hello to a friend?” The words while playful held a sharp tone only few could hear.

“And as to why I’m visiting you today, well I want to give you a gift” Guiceh stated. ‘Oh’s’ chorused from the crowd around them. Maven sighed, she blew a strand of her brown hair and narrowed her eyes at him “No, as always Guiceh, no. I don’t want your gifts, I don’t want your presents, I don’t want ANYTHING from you understand, just get it through that empty head of yours” she exclaimed angrily.

A nearby guard placed a hand on the handle of his sword when he saw that Maven was starting to give off a purple glow and Guiceh’s eyes were narrowed for a moment.

The man closed his eyes and chuckled, shaking his head as he did. “Oh don’t worry Maven” he reached to the back of his pants “As I told, it’s simply a gift, one that I m- hmm?” Guiceh stopped himself when he realized that he couldn’t find what he was searching for. Quickly he turned his body to looks for it, he patted his pockets, his pants, his shirt, the back of his shirt, he even lifted his legs to search his shoes. Yet he could not find what he wanted.

Maven seeing the amusing display of the frantic Guiceh smirked “Having trouble there Guich?” She asked sarcastically. Guiceh didn’t respond as he kept patting his pockets to find his ‘gift’.

Eventually the amusing sight of the man looking so frantic while searching for something loss it’s splendor, Maven stood up straight “All right Guich, as entertaining as this is to watch you bat around like a monkey, I’m gonna need you to leave” she gestured to her jewelry “I have some items I need to sell” she then waved her hand to Guiceh dismissively “So shoo.”

One minute she was looking at the man frantically patting his pockets, the next he was right up in her face. The tight grip on the collar of her shirt was the indication she needed that he was pissed. “Listen here you whore!” Guiceh snarled out angrily, the calm smiling face he had was gone “Don’t you start acting like you’re worth anything, my fa-”

“Alright lover boy that’s enough”

A hand grabbed the back of Guiceh shirt, before it flung the man onto the ground. “Argh who d-” he’s words were caught in his throat as he stared at the guard before him. The armored man sneered and crossed his arms “You best be leaving now Casanova, before I arrest ya” he growled.

Guiceh nodded his head so fast it looked like it would fall off. Immediately he got up and turned tail. The armored man looked over his shoulder “You okay there Maven?” He asked casually. The woman nodded and she fixed her collar. With a shrug the guard walked back to his post.

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<p class="MsoNormal">After the whole fiasco with Guiceh nothing interesting happened as the day went by. Eventually as the sun went down the stalls closed one by one, until only Maven’s stall along with a few more others were left.

<p class="MsoNormal">The woman let out a sigh as she closed the display cases, most of which were empty, signifying that she managed to sale her wares. That or a few lucky thieves were able to take some without her noticing. She hoped that it would mostly be the former.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Oh shoot, are you closing already?” A voice called out from behind her. Maven stopped herself as she was going to stuff the remaining rings into a case. Turning her head she spotted a cloaked figure with brown eyes and black hair walking towards her with his arms crossed. “And here I was hoping to sell some unwanted junk” the figure spoke with confidence, yet not arrogance.

<p class="MsoNormal">Slowly she casted a glare at the man “What do you need Sullivan” she asked cautiously. The bandana covering Sullivan’s mouth shifted slightly, the crease of a smile was apparent even in the dark “Oh you know, just hoping I could sell some load” the figure walked closer towards Maven, and stopped just in front of her “And to inform you that your debt to us has increased by, 30 gold.”

<p class="MsoNormal">The statement caused Maven’s eyes to widen “What, why?” she asked. Sullivan uncrossed his arms and held out his right hand, presenting a necklace. It was subpar, the chain seemed to be made of rusted iron, and a devil gem was used as the jewelry and it was barely the size of finger-nail. Said devil gem was giving off a powerful magical aura. Maven’s eyes widen “Mind alteration” she whispered in dread.

<p class="MsoNormal">Sullivan nodded and clenched his hand into a fist “Eeeeyup, took it straight from that blonde and douchy Guiceh” he stated with a (concealed) grin. Maven felt her heart suddenly beat wildly, not realizing just how close she was in losing her mind “Though if you want to thank someone” he suddenly started, snapping the woman from her daze “Thank Symon, he’s the one who told me to swipe it.” Sullivan jabbed a thumb to his right.

<p class="MsoNormal">From the shadows another cloaked figure stepped forward. Like Sullivan he had brown eyes and black hair, however unlike Sullivan he was walking with a relaxed gait. He stopped right beside Sullivan and brought his hand out, his index and middle finger outstretched “Sup Mav” he said cheerfully.

<p class="MsoNormal">“S-S-Symon!!” Immediately she shot up straight as the sight of the second figure. She started backing away until she hit her stall all the while sputtering out words.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Nice to see you again” Symon remarked. Maven quickly stopped her sputtering and apologized to which Symon merely shook his head at.

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<p class="MsoNormal">“So, why are you in town?” Maven lifted the mug to her lips and swallowed the drink, shivering as the sweet taste of syrup ran across her tongue and down her throat.

<p class="MsoNormal">Sullivan, who was sitting across from her separated by a small coffee table in which both of his feet were resting on, merely shrug “It was the nearest settlement for us, we hitched a ride with an Order caravan hoping to get to one of the capitals” a sneer grew on his face as he dug his right ear with his picky “Unfortunately it got attacked.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Yup, by an entire village of Amazoness to boot” Symon added, his voice muffled from the muffins stuffed in his cheek. “We had to punch our way out and ran straight here” he shoved another muffin into his mouth, licking his lips at the taste.

<p class="MsoNormal">Maven blinked at their explanation, she let a smile grow on her lips. “Well what are you planning to do now?” she asked the two. Sullivan reached for a muffin “Well, we could earn the gold needed to hire a carriage driver to go to a nearby Order settlement” the man bit into the treat and made a mock thinking pose “Or, we could just steal enough for the same reason.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Hmm, decisions” Symon commented.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Why an Order settlements of all thing though?” She was understandably worried about the monster hunter organization; she herself was one if the horns weren’t obvious enough.

<p class="MsoNormal">“We’re trying to lay low from monsters for a while, we kind of went on a thieving spree and well, it seems that they decided they had enough of it, to the point that they are sending Dullahans at us.” Both of them grimace at the shared memory.

<p class="MsoNormal">Maven shook her head “You two never changed did you?” She muttered, mostly to herself. Suddenly a thought came to her mind “Where are you going to stay though?” Silently she wished that they had no place to stay during their visit in her city.

<p class="MsoNormal">“We could always stay at an inn” Symon told her. Sullivan shook his head “No can do little bro, we don’t have enough to stay at an inn for a prolong amount of time. ‘Sides, where are we going to keep the gold we would acquire without the innkeeper nosing in?” He ate the last of his muffin as Symon thought about his words.

<p class="MsoNormal">“You can stay with me!” Maven exclaimed happily, shocking the two. Sullivan coughed out his muffin “Dammit woman, don’t shout like that” he growled angrily. “Sorry” She apologized “But you guys can really stay, I sell jewelry so people won’t be too weirded if they find your stash, and I have a spare room” Maven explained giddily.

<p class="MsoNormal">Sullivan and Symon looked at each other and shrugged. ‘Why not?’ were their thoughts and nodded at Maven’s suggestion.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Great, I get your rooms ready.” With quiet squeal she rushed to the prepare their living quarters.

<p class="MsoNormal">Both Sullivan and Symon stayed silent, before the younger of the two sighed “I’m gonna wake up with her staring at me aren’t I?” Symon said with despair. Sullivan nodded “Yes, yes you are.”