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((ok, did i say that i ran? way force rp, i suggest editing thos elast few posts as that isnt fair. Any good thief wouldtn make it that obvious. Ill respond after those are edited...))

((alright, arameh edited, the other two can be ignored for now, and if they wish to act, can post after this))

Making sure to place the ring in a small mostly hidden pocket on his shirt quickly, as to reduce the chance of being seen, Cris groans a bit, putting forth a very convincing act that he's hurt.

"Damnit....gah, are you ok Mr Arameh, sir? Tripped on a rock back there..."

Cris is fairly scraped up, seeing as he made sure that his fall was hard, to reduce suspicion of a purposly done attack. He picks up his bag and looks to arameh, to see what he'll do...

Arameh glances around quickly and he dosent see his ring, he looks a bit in the grass, keeping an eye on the man.

"I am alright, but did you see my ruby ring? Looks like I dropped it while falling..."

He stares at the man's eyes, awaiting for an answer patiently, arms crossed.

At that moment Gra'able walks by the workshop, he is going to the Inn. But as he walks past he notices that the room is indeed alot warmer than outside, He goes into the workshop and sits on an anvil. He still wears his blackstone ring and his ruby one.

"Greebs Will, Ara, Allen"

Cris looks around, trying to make it look liek he is looking for the ring. he even checks under and inside his bag, and looks around across the ground.

"No, i dont see it anyway, does it look like that orc's?"

Cris points at the orc's ruby ring, then looks to arameh

A cloaked man crouches on the corner edge of the Library roof. He sits there silently watching all passing untill his full attention is taking to the workshop scene. He sees the theif take the ring and smiles with a small comment "Nice moves"After such he relaxs again and plots his next move slowly and thoughtfully.

Arameh goes to look for the orc's ruby ring, keeping an eye on the man. He examinates it quickly and turns back to the man.

"This is not my ring, mine was not that crappy ((asked the player)), you sure you dont have it? It cant have disappeard.


Arameh stares at the man seriously

" Whub you say oomie?! Meh steel, nub, not even if meh kill him meh nub stell"


Gra'able stands as he shouts

Cris looks to the orc and to Arameh, and says

"Oh i didnt mean to imply that he stole it, i meant to ask if that's what they looked like. And yes, I am sure, I dont have it, do you wish to check my bag?"

Cris offers his leather bag to Arameh, and at the same time empties his pockets, which only contained a couple of copper coins.

Allen smirks too himself as his eyes fall to the mans hidden pocket,

"well these things don't just disappear now do they?"

Allen seems to be asking the merchant

Cris looks to the halgling for a moment before saying

"Well, i suppose not, but it's dark, perhaps it got lost in the grass, let me think, if i ended up hitting you here, it would likely land over there"

Cris points in the direction that a ring would likely fall to in this scenario if said ring had fallen

"Oit Oomie who meh nub know, Whub jour name?"

Me looks at Cris for some goods, for Gra'able also would like to theif something this night

Arameh keeps looking at the man and say:

"Oh, but a ruby ring is not very hard to notice though"

He goes to look at the spot the man pointed at, still keeping an eye at him. After a minute or so he comes back and whispers to Allen:

"Have you seen anything? My ring could not have disappeard."

" it'll be fine Arameh, it's not like this is our LAST CHANCE to find it now is it? I would be happy to make you a new one"

Allen looks at the merchant when he emphasises the words

" Oit Stranger Oomie answer"

Gra'able shouts at chris

"Ara it fell in furnace"

Arameh glances between them suspiciously, not seeming to care about Gra'able. He is now in a rather annoyed mood, then he says to the "merchant" :

"You were the only that was close to me when it has happened, none of us are leaving here until I get my ring, and trust me, I can be very patient."

Cris looks to the orc, and says "My name is gale, a merchant, why, do you wish to purchase some herbs or flowers?"

He doesn't seem to have anything on him except for his bag ful lof flowers and herbs, though a trained thief might be able to see the hidden pocket he has.

After hearing the halfling's words, he turns and says to Arameh

"Well i must be going, I am afraid, getting fairly late, so i should find a place to camp otu adn get some rest. Good day sir, and i hope you find your ring"

He then turns to leave, heading towards the west gate

Arameh frowns at the answer and walks quickly towards him. He puts his heavy hand on the man's shoulder and says :

"I said you dont leave if I dont have my ring"

Arameh's bag is a few feets away.

After quickly slipping from arameh's grip, he brings up his arms to parry the staff's blow, cringing a bit as it hits his arms. Slightly hurt, he quickly pulls a rapier seemingly out of nowhere, and lunges forwards to stab the orc. He doesnt look to see whether he hit or not before running as fast as he could towards the west gate

EDIT: ((more was typed as i was typing this, sorry, il lfinish up))

As the halfling jumps on him, he screams slightly, attempting to rip him off, while at the same time making sure he cant get anywhere near the ring

Cris stabs at the halfling, knowing he wopuld either hit or cause the halfling to fall off, and then conitnues running, heading towards the forest. he is very agile and fast, and shopuld be able to escape the orc's reach

"Heh, no one wil lbe able to catch me in the forest", he thinks to himself, zigging and zagging through the trees once he reaches the forest, makign sure he would be ahrd to follow.