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 Posted: Tue Dec 12, 2006 7:31 am
Are you a thief in need of money? Do you need something stolen? Come here and apply. This is also a meeting place for thieves away from law enforcement, they can't touch the thieves inside this building. So it has food, drink, and bedding for the wayward thief in need...
Headed by: Aleara
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Posted: Wed Jul 02, 2008 6:33 am
 I [k] n o w; You Know
we [d o n ' t] see
Pink collided with blue and created a soft, luminous lavender in the bright, early morning sky. The soft silence of the street was almost intoxicating. Not a soul stirred yet Aleara been awake for hours - exercising, bathing, dressing and then eating. Once she was ready to face the day, she walked down the streets of the city with her sword hanging at her hip. The stringy, cold feel of eyes on the Elvin woman made her lips curl into a pleasant smile. At least their stare was cold rather than the hot, sweaty looks of lust she often received. Brushing the loose hair off of her creamy forehead as she stopped before the dingy doors of her headquarters, she was glad to be alone.
Pulling a key from somewhere, she blew the dust off of it before inserting the cool metal into the lock. Hearing the immensely satisfying thud as the door unlocked ans slowly swung inward, Aleara stepped into the darkness of the Thieves headquarters. Pushing the door closed behind herself, she locked it from the inside and smiled smoothly.
Pushing off from the door she had been leaning on, the woman snapped her fingers and lights flickered to life all over the entrance hall. To an outsider's eyes, the interior was too different to belong to the exterior. Replacing the key, the Mistress of the Order walked down the left hand hall - making her way to her office.
"Don't I love being here alone first thing in the morning."
Slipping past a door into her private office and quarters, Ara - one of her many nicknames - sat down behind her desk and shuffled the papers on the smooth wood surface in a lazy manner.
We ow our Truth ;
[w a i t] patiently
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Isilwen Tur-anion Vice Captain
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Isilwen Tur-anion Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Jul 08, 2008 8:54 am
I [k] n o w; You Know
we [d o n ' t] see
The sun was fully risen now and the soft figure of Aleara melded into the brightly colored wall of her office as she filed paper after paper. Stretching her delicate, pale hands far above her head, she licked her lips and decided a drink sounded lovely.
Glaring down at the few papers she had to finish, she blew at a tuff of hair that have moved to the front of her face. Snatching the papers impatiently from off her desk, Ara scribbled her loopy scrawl in the appropriate places. Why did so many of the thieves within the guild get caught? Stupid rookies. Shaking her head, she scrawled her name on the last paper and smiled satisfactorily.
Standing up and taking the papers so she could quickly file them on her way out, Aleara shut the light off in her office and locked it behind her. Just down the hall and to the left with the filing room. Entering and turning on the light, she was shortly empty handed and on her way out of the guild. As per usual, it was empty and quite - just how she liked it.
"Now for that drink...."
Pushing the door open, she locked up and double checked the door. Once she was positive it was locked. Walking down the small street that led to the main road, she hummed lightly as she headed to the tavern.
We ow our Truth ;
[w a i t] patiently
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