grimlock987

I still remember the day I met that stranger. I was living on the streets, abounded by my parents just 2 months earlier I had resorted to pickpocket people who passed by me to survive. That was what I was doing when I first saw him. He was about 6 or 7 feet tall, had an elegant cane and a hat over his face. I learned earlier that the rich were the perfect targets for pickpocketing, so I ever so sneakily snuck up to him and slip my hand in his pocket, grabbed something, and fled to safety. After I got to my safe place, I got a good look at my loot. It was a crystal, the type you would wear around your neck or rubbish to me because it wouldn