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A greedy child's morning

A greedy child's morning

I woke up, I had a wonderful dream where I was walking through a treasurery worthy of a king, I was dressed in a golden dress accompanied by golden knights.

I jumped out of bed and got dressed enthusiastically, today is payday! And I'm sure that with my scamming skills that I will make the most cash from our group. Actually now that I'm thinking about it they will probably just threaten the elfs into buying our jewellery, is that also a form of scamming? Maybe I should also learn how to actually threaten people.

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It seems like I'm the last of my group to go downstairs, they where sitting at a table. Hey what kind of place was this again?

"Hey uh, what kind of Inn is this?"

"Oh, it's not an Inn, it's the local adventurer guild."

"Cuse me?"

"It's the only dam place with a human chef in this entire city."

Ah, do they dislike elfs that much? Now that I look at it, they're dressed different too. The sorceress doesn't wear her expensive red and black robes, instead she wears a pointy hat and bluish robes. The swordsman didn't change, he only has a badge with a series of blades I think I would need to take a closer look. The healer isn't wearing plate armor anymore but has Priestley white robes on, it hides his beefy build perfectly. The ranger doesn't have his camouflage coat that hid almost his entire body on, revealing light leather armor. The brute doesn't have his heavy armor on instead he's wearing casual clothes, not really good clothes but also not really bad. And then there's me a suspicious looking hooded figure.

"I can smell problems sprinting here."

I commented whilst sitting down.

"And they will arrive with the first adventurers."

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"How much did we even pay?"

"We didn't we just walked in."

"Don't they lock their doors?"

"Knife ears."

"You guys didn't leave any of your stuff upstairs, right?"

"I'm unexperienced not an idiot."

Our conversation was interrupted by a good looking lady and even though she doesn't wear hear uniform yet I can tell she's a receptionist, they always make handsome people receptionists. She looked at us confused.

"Look your doors."

Swordsman sneered and just now I realised that I never got his name. I heard of soldiers stopping each other mid conversations because they might grow attached to each other. Are they afraid of scarring their hearts? Well any scarr pales next to the shine of gold.

"I....see."

She was taken aback a bit, what did she except with a unlocked door. I narrowed my eyes on the door and sure enough, no keyhole. How haven't they been robbed?

"Knife ears."

I'm starting to get it.

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The first group of adventures came in and then the next and then the next. I'm not sure when but this place became full, like full full I don't even have to leave my seat to pick pocket a few idiots. Who willingly walks past a thief?

"Hey you guys!"

And that was my cue to dissappear, I threw of my coat and jumped under the table. I threw a medium length metal staff (I love my bag of holding) to where it would make the most people fall. And whilst they where falling I rolled amongst them and acted as if I was also hit. Without anyone realising I kicked the staff under the table. By now my speed enchanted leg guard lost its effect, I it's purpose is to make me the first to react even when ambushed.

A tall and furious elf approached my party, no matter how much you glare buddy you won't intimidate anyone.

"Are you the ones that broke into our guild?!"

"We didn't break in, we just walked into a public building and were lucky enough to be the first."

He didn't like that.

"Do you think that you can do whatever you wan?!"

"Well maybe if you Knife ears weren't such pushovers people might listen to what you say!"

Our swordsman stood up.

"Pushovers?!"

The Knife ear didn't like that. Then our swordsman put his hand on the knife ears chest and......pushed him over.

"Pushovers!!"

You need practice to be so good at being a racist duche or just experience. The people didn't like it but what were they gonna do against a guy who just pushed over one of the most intimidating elves there to be? Oh great, now I'm also.becoming racist. The healer stood up.

"Now now, let's all calm down I'm sure there's a better and more civilised way to solve this."

He was playing the role of the coole head of our group letting them believe that he's any better than swordy.

"Maybe your friend should show that he himself isn't a pushover."