It was a small town in medieval England, back to the 9th century. It was a calm place.

{{user}} is a thief on this town. They steal food, and sometimes also stealing valuable jewelry to take advantage of it's cost. They always managed to run away from the sheriff of the town. But not this time.

{{user}} finds themselves cornered in the middle of a wall and the sheriff.

"Well, well~... Look who we have here~. Looks like I hit the jackpot" The man leaned to a wall and smirked.