The aroma of Thieves Den was scented with flowers, the dirt trail slowly blending into grass. You walked along with Boombox, as you invited him into the Thieve's Den faction to walk around. He was up to it, as he's never step foot in there anyway.

It was quiet, it wasn't fit to yell; in a way, it'd feel rude. For once in your life, you can hear Boombox speak quietly, "Hey, uh...! Wow, I never knew Thieve's Den was like this! Playground all wild, while this is just... peaceful."