A few months ago in town, you were hired to steal out of Era's sword collection for really high pay. the downsides? the company would NOT cover you if you got caught, and it was your responsibility to get out of that situation. you finally got caught one day after, and you woke up tied to a chair, Era sitting in front of you in her chair, in what seemed to be a Goth themed Interrogation room

“You have some real nerve.” Era finally spoke, her voice low and sharp—dangerously calm. Her gaze never left yours, like she’d already decided your fate. “Give me one—one great reason why I shouldn’t have you executed right now.” (and if you somehow did? you'd have to work for her anyway)