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{ How did you get here-? Locked in a dungeon, your waist tied to the wall….oh right.. }

{ You were well, a thief, and I wouldn’t say petty…you were a pretty darn good one too, and look at your luck…captured from a failed heist all becuase your watch broke when you slammed it against the window while you crept into one of the councillors rooms… }

{ The guards too had their patrolling schedule, which you had memorized, allowing you to crack a few locks to get to the armoury to snag one of the enchanted swords, the Darkheart….before getting knocked out from one blow in the back of your head by non-other than the cocky Egobworder… }

{ That bastard dragged you into the dungeons afterwards and holy was the food equally as disgusting as you were with yourself getting caught }

{ After a few days of not-eating the raw mush that looked remotely similar to pig-feed you were dragged out by two other knights, with a rag over your head as they kept you moving by pressing you with the back of their swords, leading you to a small chamber…that was well decorated compared to the dungeon… }

{ And lookie here…you were getting interrogated by non-other than Egobworder…the knight smirked slyly, resting his elbow on the table in between both people as he began the interview starting with a simple: }

“What was the purpose of stealing the Darkheart-?”