The Market.
The only place in the neutral district to buy anything that wasn’t going to get your thrown in jail- contraband was available in the alleyways, though it had gotten a lot more expensive since the cave in.
Velthis put his hand on his stomach as it rumbled a bit, taking out a bit of seaweed to munch on. The market smelled of many things- blood, feces, unwashed human, lizardman, fishman (which Velthis didn’t notice) and craftsman, but also sweet spices, presumes, and other pleasant smells.
He walked down the street, taking in the scenery, wondering how he might better learn from this latest situation he was put in- the cave in, the lack off food, all of that would make for an interesting experience to profit from, so long as he didn’t starve…
But it was no use thinking of that. He paid 6 credits for 2 days worth of food- an absurdly high price, but the food shortages demanded it. He heard the price was even higher in the other districts.
As he was walking down the street, he saw Stephan Alzis’ mansion coming up, which was a huge place, “donated” to him for a favor if the rumors were true. Alzis himself was standing at an open window on the third floor, admiring the marketplace and brooding over the latest developments, no doubt.
Suddenly, the sound of breaking glass was heard, and a few rooms down from the one Alzis was in. Someone had jumped out of a window! The person fell onto the ground, rolling with the impact, and got up running, quickly making his way out of the compound, which had no visible guards. Velthis noticed Alzis’ shoulders rise and fall, as if he had given a long sigh. Then he heard a soft command, spoken as if next to him, in Alzis’ voice.
“Please catch that thief.”
Most of the marketplace was silent for a moment, as apparently everyone had also heard the quiet command from the leader of the neutral district, despite the fact he was a good 30 yards from the marketplace. A few hardy souls unsheathed their weapons and gave chase to the thief. Velthis, figuring anyone stealing from a leader’s mansion must be up to something interesting, he took out his trident/hook weapon, the traditional armament of the Skell militia, and starting running after the thief, deeper into the district…
OOC: Jump in however you wish, as the thief, some of the people running after him, a passerby etc. Just know either myself or eronarn wishes to write the “catch” scene, where the thief himself is caught. You can write something like a backlog, what you were doing just before this happened etc etc, and then give chase. Basically just a method to get everyone in the RP together. /OOC
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