Re: The Wolf's Head Tavern
Yana laughs in a friendly way.
I should have you give yours first, since I was here first, but alright, Jesse. Here it is:
I was born on a world of magic where, unlike your world, I assume, there are more kinds of people besides humans. We're about the most numerous, but that's about it.
This is been a secret I've kept on my world, but since you'll probably never go there, I'll share it. I was raised in a Thieves' Guild, learning their craft from my father, a Guild Lieutenant. When another ambitious lieutenant killed the Guildmaster and took over, I had to flee for my life, with my father sacrificing himself to save me.
She took a deep breath, the memory was obviously years old, but still painful. She sighed and shook it off, looking back at Jesse.
I began selling my skills as a mercenary, specializing in opening locks and scouting, and became good at it. I'm hoping to learn more, including some magic from a wizard....of sorts...that I recently met.
She grinned sheepishly, as if she hadn't meant to talk so long.
How's that, sir?