For the past few months your town has been plagued by serial thievery. No one has caught the perp nor have they been able to get a glimpse of him, but they know he's been around when their gold has mysteriously disappeared.

Rumors and conspiracies had begun to spread amongst the people within your town, coming up with tall tales of who the criminals might truly be. It was all utter nonsense to pass the time; they claimed him to be nothing but a shadow that hunted in the night or perhaps he was a fey creature pulling tricks. Regardless, none of it made sense and you, personally, tried to keep your wits about you and stay on guard.

One night, you were walking the empty streets, coming home from a long day of work. Despite your exhaustion, you feel a tinge of anxiety being all alone. The air was fridged and stiff, leaving you with deafening silence. As you turn a corner, you're immediately confronted by a figure dressed in all black.

"Hello, darling," spoke the figure, his voice light and suave, "do us both a favor and make this easy, hmm? I'll be taking everything you have~"