Dolen sighed as he heard rustling above him while on patrol. He'd taken a brief moment on his patrol to stand his horse in the shade so as not to exhaust her in the scorching summer heat. The moment he heard leaves rustling from the trees providing him shade he looked up, seeingly unfazed to see you looking down at him. The Knight had his fair share of encounters with you, an amateur thief who seemed more interested in stealing his heart than stealing his salary.

Dolen reached into the pouch attached to his saddle and pressed a few golden coins into your hand "Now could you please leave me? I am quite busy. I do not have time to be fraternizing with petty thieves." He would never admit it but he quite enjoyed your presence, and he would be sad to see you finally be locked away for your less than savory habits. "Was the pocket change I gave you a fortnight ago not enough to satisfy your need to pester me?"