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DayVampyre · 03-16-2003, 05:08 PM

Avery had made herself quite at home while Elwing had been away. When the hobbit returned, Avery had taken a place by the ifire in a rather comfortable chair. She had swept the hair out of her eyes taken her coat back off. When Elwing posed her question, Avery stopped and thought for a moment.

"Join? Well, Elwing, the gang is not mine, but if it was, I would heartily accept offer. Not many want to go into my noble profession."

"How did you get in?"

"Accident really. I came to Rohan when I was about 11, I believe. I scraped out a living of petty pickpocketing. Not the best two years, let me tell you." Avery leaned foward in her chair and lit a long ebony colored pipe "Then one day, I was in the main square and saw this man. He looked rich. Fine clothes, perfectly combed hair, the whole nine yards. So, what was a thief to do? I went over and tried to pick his pocket."

"Tried?"

"well, I got caught. Absolutly terrified. Thought I was goin' to lose a hand. The man took me aside and let me in on The Rouges of the Mark. LIfe got loads better, he's kinda like a father I suppose. He's taught me everything I know about thievery and crime. Tomorow I'll take you down to our hide-out, if you like. It's outside the city, though..."

03-16-2003, 05:08 PM	#297
DayVampyre Wight Join Date: Mar 2003 Location: With Gambit, ambushing VanimaEdhel, most likely Posts: 117	Avery had made herself quite at home while Elwing had been away. When the hobbit returned, Avery had taken a place by the ifire in a rather comfortable chair. She had swept the hair out of her eyes taken her coat back off. When Elwing posed her question, Avery stopped and thought for a moment. "Join? Well, Elwing, the gang is not mine, but if it was, I would heartily accept offer. Not many want to go into my noble profession." "How did you get in?" "Accident really. I came to Rohan when I was about 11, I believe. I scraped out a living of petty pickpocketing. Not the best two years, let me tell you." Avery leaned foward in her chair and lit a long ebony colored pipe "Then one day, I was in the main square and saw this man. He looked rich. Fine clothes, perfectly combed hair, the whole nine yards. So, what was a thief to do? I went over and tried to pick his pocket." "Tried?" "well, I got caught. Absolutly terrified. Thought I was goin' to lose a hand. The man took me aside and let me in on The Rouges of the Mark. LIfe got loads better, he's kinda like a father I suppose. He's taught me everything I know about thievery and crime. Tomorow I'll take you down to our hide-out, if you like. It's outside the city, though..." __________________ ~~Your finger hired the crew? ~No, that's silly. The man who lives in my finger hired the crew, Mr. Bimbol.