Lotar parted the trees and sauntered into camp. Casting his glance about he spotted his son sitting with the girl by the fire.
‘Hah! So you’re back boy! What did you get out of your ventures then?’
‘A lot less than you by the looks of it old man’ he said with a nod towards the boy behind him.
‘Ah’ said Lotar with a snort ‘He’s just a chicken thief fancying some adventure, so I thought Id consider granting him some. But come now, I need that mapping’
Lotar took a seat by the fire, and Soran joined them, nodding politely to Kirima. Lotar noticed Rudgar buzzing about and rumbled ‘Well, come on then. Take a seat. You would appreciate to know what our business is about I suppose. And what is that grin all about him?’ The boy bowed his head quickly and took a seat.
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“Lotar your a nicer person it seems. Witch isn’t needed in this craft. You have to, see and be willing to, take a chances. “
Nodding to Lotars son then too the other people in the group sitting near him. He produced a hair pin and held it out to Lotar. Smiling like a fool. Thinking Lotar would be surprised and complement him on his stealthy skills he awaited complements and respect.
“Now this should show them what kind of thief I am.”
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