Ordiill: *sitting on a bridge, staring into the water boredly*

Reibar: (Walking down village)

Ordiill: *notices Reibar, and takes caution and puts his hands on his swords (but doesn't draw them), seeing as he is a stranger*

Reibar: (Walks past him)

Ordiill: *gets interested, starts stalking behind Reibar to pickpocket him* (His sneak is at 100, by the way...and his pickpocket is at 68)

Reibar: (Once he does, he sees he has nothing at all)

Ordiill: *thinking* Okay, this is pretty pathetic...*drops 40 gold in his pocket* *still thinking* I don't have use for gold, anyways. *straightens up and starts following Reibar without sneaking (his footsteps are quiet, though)*

Reibar: (Walks into a house he made) (Hearthstone DLC)

Ordiill: *stares at house for a moment, then turns around* (thinking out loud) I wonder where I left Cicero...? Maybe he's still in Riften...*walks away*

Reibar: (Looks in his bedroom shelf and takes out 10000 gold coins he had placed here, and takes out fifteen to buy an iron ingot)

Ordiill: *finds Cicero where he left him...which is by the road* Hey, Cicero, we're heading out.
Cicero: *looks up from polishing his dagger* Yes, Listener. *sheaths his dagger and starts following Ordiill*

Reibar: (Goes to buy iron ingot)

Ordiill: *goes to buy...erm, steal potions*

Reibar: (Once he buys the iron ingot, he goes back home)

Ordiill: *sneaks into the potion shop and steals some health, stamina, and magicka potions. And some poisions*

Reibar: (Uses the ingot to make nails)

Ordiill: *walks out of the potion shop and looks at his Ebony Sword of Freezing* My sword could use sharpening. Come on, Cicero. *goes to the forge*

Reibar: (Walks back to his house)

*A tall Nord who's honey-blonde hair is pulled back on both sides with braids, sky blue eyes and an Ezio-ish beard walks past Reibar and towards the forge, and you notice he's wearing ebony armor and carrying a Daedric greatsword*

Reibar: (Hmm... what an interesting character)

*the Nord walks up to Ordiill with a smile*
Theirdin: *he has a pretty thick Nordic accent* Ordiill, buddy! *grabs Ordiill and hugs him so tightly he looks like he's going to break in half*
Ordiill: Air...need...breathe...

Reibar: (Walks into a small bar to buy ale)

Theirdin: *looks around to make sure nobody is in ear shot, then loosens his grip and whispers to Ordiill* Someone has hired mercenaries to go after you. The Vigil of Stendarr are also hunting Apodemus...I think you could handle the drunken riff-raff of mercenaries, but the Vigil sent after Apodemus are top-noch. Hurry. *lets go of Ordiill and walks away waving*
Ordiill: *Narrows his eyes (which are green, by the way)* Cicero, go home.
Cicero: Yes, Listener. *leaves to go back to the Sanctuary*

Reibar: (While in the bar, he secretly manages to loot the pockets of everyone and takes their gold)

*Theirdin walks into the bar and sits down, sighing and rubbing his temples*

Reibar: (Sits next to him, drinking, getting close enough to pickpocket him)

Theirdin: *notices him trying to pickpocket him, and holds a leveled Ebony dagger to his side, but nobody else can see it* I suggest you don't do that, stranger.

Reibar: Damn, your crafty, huh

Theirdin: *shakes his head and smiles* If only you knew.

Reibar: Oh well. I've already taken enough gold here. (Walks out)

*Theirdin just shrugs and sips at his drink*

Reibar: (Starts counting his stolen gold)

*Ordiill is crouched down by the path, packing things into his knapsack*

Reibar: Damn, only 42.

*Ordiill slings his backpack over his shoulder, casts a suspicious glance at Reibar, pulls up his hood and sets off*

Reibar: Hmm.... This guy looks rich (Sneaks behind him)

*Ordiill actually notices him, but pretends not to*

Reibar: (Walks closer to him)

*Ordiill doesn't really do anything*

Reibar: (Ready to pickpocket him)

*Ordiill waits for the right moment*

Reibar: (Reaches for his pocket)

*Ordiill reaches behind him, grabs Reibar's wrist and pulls him up so they're face to face*
Ordiill: The dumbest thing you can do is steal from a thief. *draws Chillrend*

Reibar: Your a thief too, huh?

Ordiill: Yeah, a real thief. Not one who gets caught, either. *looks at Reibar disappointedly*

Reibar: Am I really caught (Casts a time stop spell, and pulls his hands out of Ordill's grasp)

*you actually notice a fireball somehow coming towards you*

Reibar: (Dodges the fireball) What the hell

*Reibar thinks he sees someone for a second, but then he's gone*

Reibar: What was that