Alothia happens upon the poster on the wall of the Quicksand. She pauses and reads over the words, her brow quirked in a high arch.
Seriously? The Flea? That would be a fitting name were it him. Asshole. She tears down the poster and folds it, placing it between the pages of her journal. Perhaps I should contact this...Captain Fitzroy. Breaking and Entering isn't high on their list, but stealing...under the noses of the guards. That might be worth something...
She smirks and walks to the bar, a jaunt in her step.
Seriously? The Flea? That would be a fitting name were it him. Asshole. She tears down the poster and folds it, placing it between the pages of her journal. Perhaps I should contact this...Captain Fitzroy. Breaking and Entering isn't high on their list, but stealing...under the noses of the guards. That might be worth something...
She smirks and walks to the bar, a jaunt in her step.