Character History: Seebo the Thief

The Knife swiftly moved across the rooftops, hugging the tall shadows of dusk. There were many enemies out tonight and he preferred not to encounter any if he didn't have to. He slowed his pace to catch his breath as he wondered if wandering off on his own in a city full of hidden dangers was such a good idea.

The rooftops started to get lower as The Knife neared a small market place on the west side of town. He crept to the edge of the roof he was on and peered into the dark alley. His eyes, though keen, could do little to discern much more than shadows in the darkening evening light. He shrugged and made his way to the back corner of the roof to climb down.

Safely in the shadows once more, The Knife slowly crept to the side of the adjoining building, a stable for an inn. He quickly scanned for any sight of danger and seeing none, sneaked into the stable. He found a window to the inn common room on the other side of the stable. Creeping forward once more, he quickly took in the scene.

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"Come on Seebo, I know you can do it." Four Halflings sat hunkered in the shadows peeking through a window into an inn common room. There was a window from the stables that conveniently gave a good view of the entire room and then some. One of the prettier waitresses walked out of the kitchen and right by the window, taking food and drinks to one of the tables. Seebo stared in fascination at the way she walked, mesmerized by the gentle sway of her hips as she glided across the floor. "Seebo! Do it, you know you want to."

"Fine, just shut up. Someone's gonna hear you." Seebo quietly stepped from the window and retreated further back into the stables. He climbed a ladder to a small loft full of hay and quietly made his way back to the side of the inn. He pulled a small knife upon reaching the edge of the stable and felt along the wall in front of him. He smiled finding what he had been looking for. He used the blade of the knife to pry out two of the boards making a small hole that overlooked the kitchen. He pulled a length of rope and secured one end to a beam and the other to his small body. He squeezed through the hole and peered into the kitchen. He was directly over a table that had several plates of food set out. He was about to lower himself down when the door to the common room swung open. Seebo quickly pulled back so that he was mostly hidden but still able to peer into the room.

The same waitress that Seebo had seen just a few moments ago came walking in, empty tray in hand. She moved to the table where the plates of food sat and began gathering up the next order. Seebo peered down at her, completely fascinated by her beauty and very low cut blouse. She stopped and looked up directly into Seebo's eyes. He froze, he was done, she would scream and he would get locked up. DAMNIT! But she didn't scream. In fact, she smiled at him. And it wasn't one of those sweet, innocent smiles either; there was mischief in her grin. She set her tray down and walked to the door, cracking it slightly and looking back into the common room. Seeing nobody was paying any attention, she walked back over to the table and looked up again. "I'm off in an hour. Meet me behind the stables" She blew a kiss and walked back into the common room, leaving her tray and the food behind.

Dumbstruck for a moment, Seebo smiled to himself. Confidence restored, he lowered himself and shoveled what food he could into his sack. He carefully hoisted himself back up and pulled himself back onto the loft. He replaced the two boards just in time to hear the waitress walk back into the kitchen.

He joined his friends and they quickly moved off away from the inn. Pulling a corner into a deserted part of the town, Seebo pulled out the sack and started distributing the spoils. "Damn Seebo, you are impressive. I wouldn't have had the balls to do that."

"Yeah man, I thought you were done for when that hot little thing walked back in the kitchen."

"How'd she not see you anyway?"

"Let's just say that after we eat, you guys are on your own for the rest of the night." Seebo smiled again as the four laughed together and finished their meal.

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A perky waitress walked by the window, blissfully unaware of the stranger peering in. She disappeared into the kitchen humming the same tune the bard was playing, apparently a local favorite. The Knife took a quick glance around and stole away to the back side of the stable. He turned the corner and was greeted by the sight of two lovers enjoying the privacy of a stolen moment in the cool spring air. The Knife pulled back around so as not to alert the two of his presence. He sneaked back into the stable and made his way to the loft above. Three uncovered hatches stood open on the wall to his right. Checking one last time, The Knife carefully pulled himself through one of the hatches and up onto the roof of the stable. He swiftly moved to the inn, looking for some way into the building. Spotting nothing right away, he paused a moment to gather his thoughts and plan his next move. A back door swung open as the cook threw several loads of trash into the alley behind him. The Knife had his way in.

Waiting for the right moment, The Knife patiently sat, lost in his thoughts but still aware of everything that was happening around him. The couple behind the stable had gotten quite amorous with each other and had practically ripped off each other's clothes before they left for a more discreet location for their rendezvous. The cook made a loud racket in the kitchen before he took his next loads of trash out so The Knife was able to prepare easily.

By the cook's third trip out, The Knife had formulated a quick plan to sneak into the kitchen. When the cook came out to throw out the next load of trash, he would drop down in front of the door and swiftly and silently sneak into the kitchen before the cook returned. Timing was everything, one false move and he would be caught and in a world of trouble. Of course, The Knife lived for trouble, its what made life interesting.

Pots and pans could be heard being shuffled and banged in the kitchen and sure enough the door swung open and the cook came out carrying a large load of trash. The Knife dropped to the ground and hugged the door frame as he squeezed through the small opening and into the kitchen before the door shut completely. He spotted two plates of food on the counter a few feet from him and began to move forward.

Before he could finish a step, the door to the inn common room started swinging open. Without a second thought, The Knife leaped forward towards the back of the door and onto the counter where the food lay. He reached down and grabbed a turkey leg and dropped 2 gold in its place in one swift motion. He jumped to the wall and bounded himself up into the rafters above the kitchen and hugged a support beam waiting to see if he was spotted.

The cook came back in, seeing the waitress walk in at the same time. He made a lewd comment about how pretty she was and what he would to do to her if she let him. She just smiled and stuck out her tongue, turning her back and sticking out her ass to tease the cook as she went back into the common room. The cook got a big grin on his face and turned to the stove to start another batch of food.

The Knife slowly lifted himself up off the beam and started making his way through the rafters to a safe spot for him to drop down and get out of the inn. He glanced back at the cook who stepped away from the stove to the plates on the counter. He got an angry look on his face and was about to yell something but instead reached down and pocketed the gold coins. He glanced from side to side, then shrugged, returning to his cooking.

The Knife chuckled quietly to himself again as he disappeared into the shadows of the night, enjoying a quick dinner before he had to return to the droll of a real life.

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