altum sure was a bustling region, wasn`t it? between the fishing and the lively trade ports, not many miss a stolen item or two when they go about their business. more power to matthias, of whom had a nice jingle in his pockets from merely spending a day walking through the open market.
as his lithe figure passed by a stack of apples, his arm shot out to the side and quickly grabbed the red fruit before nonchalantly bringing the fruit up to his face. he proceeded to take a hefty bite, piercing its red skin and tearing through the flesh with pearly white enamels. the juices left his mouth sticky and his tongue relieved. it was about time he had some fruit that wasn`t rotten!
crimson eyes cast themselves towards the warehouse containing valuable imports at the other side of the bay. that was his target tonight—whatever contents gave him a nice coin or two in return.
Ismene passed the streets, basket in hand. She had recently bought some colorful shells, and she was very hopeful that Ms. Sophia could use them for her new business.
Ismene smiled happily, calmly examining the beautiful scenery she passed with a hum of her throat. She could never stop seeing the beauty in the city. Espeically when the sun was rising or setting, and it hit the water in such a way. Ah.
Ismene smile ceased however, when she noticed that he had taken one. It was hard to notice, but she noticed one missing, and one in his hand. It may of been an assumption,but oh well. She walked over and placed a hand on his shoulder. “Excuse me sir,” She started waiting for him to turn to face him.