Nina|Lhach Linnod | Naurorod

[Kender Bard]

Nina strode casually through the streets of Linnod, occasionally pausing so the breeze could tug at her long, long white-blonde hair. She'd been told it was the envy of many girls in her clan, who like other Fire types, bore black or red, with an occasional brown, tresses. Blonde was rare, and white-blonde even rarer. So she enjoyed flaunting it when she could, being the vain girl she was.

So absorbed in her reverie, she didn't even notice the small street rat cutting a little hole in her coin purse to take her for all she had.

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A heavy hand comes down on the thief's shoulder. Standing beside the small thief is a massive figure, towering at nearly 7 feet tall and a build roughly equivalent to the sturdiest of brick walls.

This is Zechariah, and all the intimidation his size would otherwise have lent him is rather lost due to the almost bovine quality his dull brown eyes add to him.

"Are those yours, young man?" Zechariah asks the thief in a firm but not unkind tone.

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The street rat grins up at Zechariah. "They are now," he tells the man, before quickly trying to twist away and run off with his ill gotten gains.

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Zechariah tightens his grip and grabs the urchin's other shoulder with his other hand. Strong as he is from the heavy lifting much of his work entails, holding the small figure still isn't as hard as it could be. Hefting the urchin off the ground, Zechariah looks him square in the eye and speaks again, still in that same gentle tone.

"Give the young lady her money back and I'll buy you a treat, okay?"

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The kid squirms, but since he can't escape from Zech, he eventually nods his agreement. "Fine, mister... But it gotta be a good treat."

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"Attaboy." Zech says fondly and sets the little urchin down. A single hand does, however hover on the boy's shoulder in case he should decide to bolt.

"Now, just give the lady back what you stole, and I'll give you a little something, okay?"