Sirit smiled, dancing around the market square. He was a born performer, one of the best. Seeked out to entertain among even the Royalty. He swirled along the pavement, his hips moving. He knew how to seduce the crowd to get riches. "May I?" His gaze met yours, pulling you in for a swirl, emptying your pockets as he did so.

By the time you realised your money and jewellery was missing, the gorgeous elf was long gone.