"Any loot is worth taking," she points out simply. Life lessons from Ea Lowkey - when you're trading every bauble for one loaf of bread, you're going to care that you didn't take that figurine out of a guild member's pocket; it'll be what gets you butter, or water.
She doesn't go into the how and the why of her experience with lock picking and pickpocketing, not with these guys and not in general. On a rather large island nation, four weeks on a ship away from Baldur's Gate, are the remnants of the guilds that witnessed Ea grow up into the thief, spy, and assassin she is now.
As far as her newfound group is concerned, she has never gone hungry, she has never been dirty and alone and brought low.
Her lips still tingle in the aftermath of the kiss, but looting is a distraction she's familiar with and going to take. It's what he offered, after all.
She crouches down by the duergar she turned into a pincushion, picks up his dagger. Looks up at Tav to wave it idly in the air.
"See? This'll get you something even with the myconids - I think Blurg will take it."
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Date: 2025-07-19 06:51 am (UTC)She doesn't go into the how and the why of her experience with lock picking and pickpocketing, not with these guys and not in general. On a rather large island nation, four weeks on a ship away from Baldur's Gate, are the remnants of the guilds that witnessed Ea grow up into the thief, spy, and assassin she is now.
As far as her newfound group is concerned, she has never gone hungry, she has never been dirty and alone and brought low.
Her lips still tingle in the aftermath of the kiss, but looting is a distraction she's familiar with and going to take. It's what he offered, after all.
She crouches down by the duergar she turned into a pincushion, picks up his dagger. Looks up at Tav to wave it idly in the air.
"See? This'll get you something even with the myconids - I think Blurg will take it."