[ @blightcallcd ]
🗡｡･:*:･ﾟNanthis had been on her own for quite some time now; six years to be exact. She was very good at what she did, typically refraining from getting caught--with the exception of an encampment of specialty rogues; she should have known better. She did not plan to get put in a situation quite like that again. She'd made travel to Lordaeron where she thought that she would be able to make a better score of money than she typically did: and she was right. But greed was always her downfall, and stealing from the average and needy simply was not enough, she had to try her luck with something bigger. It was what led her to the fancy house in the land between the Isle of Quel'thalas and Lordaeron. No one seemed to be home, but had they been, it likely would not have mattered to her either way.
Picking the lock with ease, the rogue pushed the door open, muttering quietly to herself about the rich needing to find better protection for their valuables. The first thing she lifted was a sword, examining it her hands and deciding that she could likely sell it if it proved to be of no use for her. The next thing that she saught after was jewelry: she just had to figure out where it would be kept.
