ritsushadowborn

"Running a little light in the pockets, lass?" There a handsome man stood before me, his eyes greener then emeralds. His voice had a strong yet safe sound to it. Oh, I can't let myself get caught up in this. "Pardon me?" "Your pockets, they are low on coin" "How do you possibly know that?" How did this man know I didn't have much coin? What gave it away I wonder? Was it that obvious, I mean I have spent alt of cold on rooms but I didn't think I was that low on coin. A scheme and a few jobs later I was caught in between life and death. The only thing on my mind before mercer plunged the sword into my chest was, I never did get to tell Br