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Lately, Örjan hadn’t had much to do. The city was oddly silent, and as such, he was getting rather bored. With no information to hack and no buildings to burn down, he was growing rather bored. And what better way to relieve the boredom of a twelve year old than to try to rob the first person he saw?
Well, of course, Örjan was going to be more tactful than just pulling a knife on a random guy. That would get him nowhere, probably. Better to pickpocket an unsuspecting soul and leave them wondering just when they dropped their wallet.
So, once he saw someone who looked easy enough to trick, Örjan approached, putting on his best innocent kid face.
“Hey-- mister--” he said, stopping the other by tugging on his sleeve. “Can you help me?”
