Sharon
*Vynixi had been spending the last few months trying to travel her way through Khisfire and making her way well really anywhere. She didn't know where to go or what she was even doing. She'd been stopping at places now and again to perform and tried getting a group but that wasn't something she had succeeded in doing. She didn't even know where she was at the moment but it seemed like she was maybe at a good place to work on performing and getting a group?

Vynixi's fox would be on her shoulders as it looked around before jumping down, running around in front of her as it gave small yips at times to help lead her through the area. Her walk was slow as she tried to not trip over anything. Her little bells ringing as she walked, she always wore them so she could be heard by her fox and if with someone hopefully keep her from getting lost. She was lucky to have gotten this far without ending up in a hole.

Once she was more towards the market of the town she would stick towards the edges, stopping to just listen for a bit. Maybe she could find something to eat here, she was a bit had no money. So, instead of just getting food normally she would send her fox off to grab some off a stand. It wasn't right but it was how she was hungry and needed some food before she could continue on. Her little fox would go through the crowds slowly as it scouted out the area for an easy target for food. Her little fox though would spot a person to steal from instead of stand this time. Sneaking over to the person and trying to quickly drag away their bag across the market.*
Joaquin
It was somewhat of a rarity for Vix to travel outside of the capital, but today she'd made an exception. Brerith wasn't the smallest place she'd been by any means, but it was just a bit of a different culture than she was used to. A place of primarily traders, those that more than likely weren't planning to stay for more than a few days. There seemed to be few who weren't primarily focused on business. This was not all too helpful to her, but the fact that most would never see her again was rather a nice thing. It gave her quite the chance to perform without fear of tarnishing her reputation. An open coin-purse on the ground and reasonable skill on the lute was enough to at least buy a hot meal.

This was what she was doing now, having given up playing for the playing for the evening. She'd given after ten played songs and two songs she'd played and sung. The last two had brought in the least amount of money and the least amount of eye contact from most who walked by. She'd hoped her terms as a vocalist had improved, but she'd apparently been wrong. It wasn't like she was *Bad*, but that she really wasn't exceptionally good.

Regardless, there was a distinct feeling of defeat hanging over her as she trudged off toward the market, lute strung over her back in its typical cloth sling.

In appearance, Vix was not all too remarkable a woman. She stood at just about five foot four, with black hair tied neatly back in a bun. Her clothing was perhaps the most interesting thing about her. She wore a pair of fitted black pants beneath a rather loose skirt-like garment. It was perhaps not best considered a skirt, given that it was clearly not meant to be worn on its own. The garment, which was a muted shade of red, hung over her right leg, with a slit along the left up to her hip leaving the leg uncovered. Her shirt too was red, though a very slightly different shade. It was sleeveless, but otherwise covered her up to her neck.

Her face appeared to have been rather covered with makeup of some sort at the beginning of the day, though it largely had been sweated off. Circles of gray-white makeup around her dark eyes were all that remained. 

The beastwalker was currently standing in line for what appeared to be some sort of popular food. She was a bit too tired to care about what it was, only that it appeared quite cheap. It was then that she spotted what appeared to be a strange little thieving animal. She pursed her lips. How rude. The woman looked from side to side, then stepped out of line. She'd been victim to thieves before, and it seemed likely this was a pet.

Slowly, Vix crept up on the animal, waiting for it to get a solid hold on the bag. Once it had, the woman, now positioned directly behind it, slammed the heel of her boot into the ground, slapped her hands together in a clap and gave a rather loud yell.

"SHOO! Get!"
Sharon
*The little fox wouldn't be easily scared in fact it did the opposite of making the little thing spook and run without the bag. Instead it would keep hold of the bag as it jumped with a start and quickly darted to the left dragging the bag with it as now people noticed the little fox running with a stolen bag. The little thief was not about to give up it's catch even if it was more than a piece of bread. 

The fox was definitely a pet but more a familiar one as it definitely didn't look like a normal fox. No this ones fur colors matched but that was as far as the normal look went. Instead it would have almost a petals design, tattoo like look to the fur. It also was a fast little fox as it was making its way back to its master. 

Vy had been simply just waiting till the noise in the market got louder, that was never a good thing when it sounded like more people were noticing something in a bad way. She would push off the wall as she move back from the market, she knew which way to back up from but couldn't just leave without her little fox either. No, she would be slow and try to not draw attention to herself till her fox got to her, than she could make a run for it. What had her little fox gotten to make the market stir so much? She would have to probably scold her later for taking something too big.

The little fox did get a pretty decent crowd chasing it but it kept its distance from others and seemed to just lead everyone in circles, it was definitely keeping anyone from finding who she belonged to and just trying to lose her tail of one's wanting her loot back, once confusing the group she would dart out from under a cart and head off to a small cut off from the main market area and to her master. Her tail flicking out of view as she went down the road to with her prize quiet triumphantly.*
Dana
The quaint little town of Brerith sure has its reputation. With a border between supposed lawlessness and the orderly grip of the Iron King's lands, who could doubt all manner of trouble? And with it, all manner of interesting faces to pass these roads. 

The center of trade, there were many luxuries a market possessed. The mixture of goods both Khisfiran and Alynthi, a mixture of cultures sharing smiles and good value! An array of patterned Alynthi carpets draped over a certain stall caught the particular eye of one, an ashen skinned finger tracing a particularly long nail in curious inspection. A smile, fanged yet cheerful. And eyes, betraying her origin with a tone mirroring the glow of the Khisfiran Sun! A Young Tiefling woman by the name of Vayra Vakara. Within Khisfire, holding the reputation as a known adventurer and skilled illusionist! Raven locks draped long and loose, and up upon her hair sprouted the darkened horns of a Tiefling. 
.

Of what suspicion others had for her Tiefling nature, she would retain with smiles and positivity as she wandered freely along the sections of stalls. If her eyes hadn't offered subtle detail of her origin, then her attire certainly would. If one could spy underneath the quick addition of a cloak to accommodate the locals, it would seem the Young Tiefling was draped in all manner of Khisfiran style! Her grey skin played delicately with the brighter tone of her cultural wear. A get up that held familiarity with a dancer from her lands, yet tweaked for adventure.

Yet the manner of her wear mattered little at the sudden bustle of the crowd! Her golden gaze flickered in confusion upon the yell of a Lady some distance away. Then, the sprout and quick pace of a Fox! And more fun, a Fox with a bag! Vay couldn't help but tilt her head at the sight, wondering if she could just be boring and leave the matter be. A thought, that wouldn't last!

The slightest swish of her tail dashed at her cloak, an air of excitement as her movement ramped up. Quietly, and from the sidelines, her curious stares followed the path of the Fox! Leading elsewhere, out from the market. Slowly, the Young Illusionist would follow such a trail.
Joaquin
As the fox darted out of Vix's way, the beastwalker did what was best described as a strange little bout of footwork. It seemed like she was split in attempting to get away from the thing and attempting to get in its way. Her arms had lifted up, bent at the elbows and wrists turned inward. After a few seconds of this strange little dance, the beastwalker hopped out of the way of the fox. It wasn't her bag, and it wasn't her problem. Well, not really. 

She had seen the thing steal the bag though, and that made her feel sort of bad. Was she morally obligated to say *Something*? Probably. Was she going to? Probably not. She didn't want to look like an accomplice, and one would have to be utterly blind to not see such a creature taking their bag anyway. It was certainly not just a fox, though Vix was quite certain she didn't much care about the specifics of its nature. It was a nuisance, plain and simple.

But she did feel bad.

Vix groaned, then slowly turned to follow the creature. Her eyes slid to the owner of the bag, making note of their appearance, then set off at a brisk walk after the fox. Her hands lowered, smoothing down her half-skirt. There were plenty of folk here that she didn't want to excite. She didn't want to be chased by a throng of people. Though she didn't necessarily want to be the one responsible for tracking down this creature, she did think she'd feel bad if she didn't. Besides, it wasn't like she had anything better to do.

Once she turned the corner, the beastwalker broke into a light jog. She was going to run this little creature down.
Sharon
*The little fox would happily trot down the path it was taking as it dragged along the bag, it had thought it had gotten rid of everyone seeing where it went and didn't know the two that had followed her down her little path. 

Vynixi had stopped moving at hearing the little footprints of her fox. Kneeling down as she would wait to feel her fox close. Her tail swishing slightly as she was a bit anxious after hearing the market get loud with others trying to get her fox, at least it seemed like she was safe. Once she has her fox in her arms, she would pet it's fur as she talked to it quietly in Infernal.* "What have you been up to? You took something much bigger than a piece of food didn't you? You are a sly little fox, what did you take that make so many people unhappy?" 

*Vynixi would feel around till she felt the bag, it would help more than just a piece of food but what all was in it she didn't know. She would feel that a piece of fruit had come out though and would take that, she could return the rest but a little fruit missing wouldn't hurt. 

She didn't look very well off, her long skirt was torn and the color faded under her worn out cloak, something she's taken when she'd ran off. Her hair was a mess from wind as she couldn't see how to fix her hair well and so she'd let it just be a frizzy mess. Sometimes it was okay when she danced but lately it had been a bit much even for her to deal with. 

Breaking the fruit she would give some to her fox before she'd bite into her own piece. She didn't know what to do with the bag, she didn't want to get in trouble for that but she also didn't want to keep it either.* "What am I going to do with you? We will need to return the bag... But that's not going to be easy because you had people notice you."
Dana
Soon the angered crowd lessened to those who likely had far more interest than they should have. Stray traders soon finding their tracking had gone cold, yet this Lady seemed far different. Vayra watched quietly at the one who turned the corner, the right path to finding this thief! The entrance of another likely spied trouble for some, but that Adventurous blood of hers couldn't help but feel even more sated. 

Smiling to herself, the Young Tiefling followed hot on the trail! And soon, with the lack of eyes upon her from the market, came ample time to cast. 

Extending her left hand out with all manner of grace, the Tiefling made a slow swishing motion as her right soon flanked the other in motion. Eyes shutting, her body would act upon a subtle little dance as a purplish hue soon wrapped around her form. A smile in kind, Vayra imagined her motions. The bright colours of her attire, the overlap of her fitted cloak. The Ashen skin on display, that soon shimmered into nothing it all! 

The aura of purple soon dissipated, and so did Vayra! From behind the pair, there would be nothing. - But the quietened footsteps of the Illusionist approaching within her own invisibility.
Joaquin
The woman stood there for a long moment, staring at the fox. She couldn't say that she actually cared that much what it did, but she was here now. The woman's face pressed into what was best described as a pinched-scowl, staring down at the woman on the ground before her. A common thief with some sort of familiar. Great.

It didn't seem that either had noticed her. Either the fox wasn't too terribly clever, or it wasn't used to being followed. That didn't matter much though. Her eyes slid to the woman beside it. Frazzled and clearly somewhat disoriented. No, not disoriented, blind. The way that she handled the stolen bag told her that much. She paced closer, then thought the better of it, hanging back instead. It wasn't her business anyway, and she had little interest in engaging with one who chose to supply themselves through means such as this.

A quick survey of her surroundings told her that she was plausibly alone, but she was quite certain she'd heard a second set of footsteps heading after her. However, no second person had emerged thus far. Vix pursed her lips and stepped back. Perhaps someone else would appear to deal with this one, or perhaps no one would. Either way, her interest in the thief had waned. Now, there was only the mild hope that someone of interest would come along.
Sharon
*Vynixi hadn't expected to get away with the bag and she didn't plan to keep it either. She didn't know what to do though with it though. Though she wasn't so deaf as to not notice the change in the area, she knew someone was there and so did her fox. It just simply was not easy to bring up a conversation with someone not talking. 

Vy would look up towards the area of where she thought the stranger was at and tilted her head, they didn't seem to want to be there maybe?* "If the bags yours you can have it, I have not planned on taking anyone's bag. My little fox had other plans and thought a bag was more helpful than food." *Vynixi wasn't going to say she hadn't meant to have food stolen, she knew when she was at fault for something the bag just wasn't one of those times.*

"I'm sorry my fox stole the bag and we ate a piece of the food. I will admit I shouldn't have do that either... It just been a long time since I had ate anything. Nothing else is stole from the bag, and I was planning to bring it back after I realized what my little fox did." *Maybe it was pointless to try and say sorry but it maybe could keep her out of getting dragged off for stealing. Least it was a small thought but not one even she wad confident in, just because she was blind didn't mean she didn't have to deal with her actions.*
Dana
The scene played out in such intriguing fashion! Silently would the Illusionist prowl, as she observed. A Lady on the ground with the stolen bag in hand and that troublesome fox standing just beside her. Aswell, close but clearly separate, the woman she had seen before at the market. Silent, overlooking the Thief that tried best to reason.

Vayra was fully prepared for an armed type, a conflict at hand! - Which made this even more surprising, and potentially dissapointing. An unconventional approach, the idea for ambush falling absent. Instead, the Tiefling made her approach with the audible footsteps at Victoria's left side. 

If she were to peer, nothing would show! Until, of course, a sparkle of light purple soon betrayed the aura of a figure. Invisibility, soon dissipating as the figure with a fang-filled smile revealed themselves. A Tiefling, offering a quck wave before simply brushing past Victoria to get a good look at the supposed Thief!

"Well, well, well..!" - Vayra spoke in a tone higher, eyes narrowed upon the Thief! A Khisfiran flair carried her accent, while she tried to sound at the very least imposing. A struggle, clearly. 

"Was she.. On the ground when you found her..?" - Vayra questioned with a glance back to Victoria, seeming quite a bit confused at the scene. A tut followed, then a glance back at Vyn, noting her horns with a scoff. "In Khisfire, you'd lose a horn for thievery! Mhm!"
Joaquin
"Right."

Vix took a step back. This was starting to feel like this was not her problem. It seemed like she'd been planning on stealing anyway, which wasn't necessarily inexcusable. However, the pity this woman seemed to hold for herself was somewhat irksome. Beyond that, why did she keep calling her fox "Little"? It seemed to be of average size to her. Perhaps an additional attempt at garnering pity? Vix was, for a moment, selfishly glad that this woman certainly couldn't see her rolling her eyes.

"Well, it's not mine. I suppose I don't much care."

She cleared her throat once more, taking a small step back. She was quite certain she was just about done here. However, it seemed she was not alone. That second set of footsteps had not been imagined. Vix visibly startled as a Vayra popped into view beside her, the woman half-turning on her heel to face the tiefling. 

"She was. Why?"

Was she being accused of harming her? She hadn't, and thought it was quite clear that she was unharmed. She raised her brows, waiting for a response from the tiefling before her.
Sharon
*Vynixi didn't much like the new person getting so close to her but it was something she couldn't avoid when on the ground. Getting up slowly she would dust off her front before looking towards the tiefling voice.* "I was sitting, any dancer needs a break now and again to get their strength back from traveling. I know the things that happen to a thief there, but I'm not a tiefling and I don't have no pride in something I usually hide anyways.* "Vynixi didn't much have any part of her she cared for since she couldn't see it anyways, even when using her fox it wasn't something she cared to look for. To her being a succubus left a lot of hate for her mother. 

Leaning down and feeling for the bag before picking it up, looking towards where the first person was, she didn't think asking for help back was going to happen.* "I see when I guess I will have to go back to the market than, since it doesn't seem your someone trying to get it back for who my fox got it from. If you want to report me go ahead, I won't run. Got nowhere to run, I just got here." 

*Vynixi little bells would ring with her tail movements before she would make her tail vanish under her cloak. She'd forgotten she'd had it out, another things she didn't like others seeing.* "I suppose I can't get help back to the market? I won't try getting anyone else in trouble it just is easier following someone in a new place for me, less running into things." *Vynixi would touch her necklace for a moment as she waited for an answer she didn't know would come or not.*
Dana
The Tiefling, now center of the scene, made her way deciphering just what was going on. A clear blink, as she looked back to Victoria with a slight snicker. 

"Well.. You know, Thieves usually love to run! Mmh, usually.." Confusion apparent as her words soon seemed invalidated by the Concubus sitting on the ground. Watching her get up, the Tiefling seemed especially ready for any sudden moves! Playing the hero, it seemed - Despite the clear youthfulness that followed her.

Vayra visibly blinked at the sudden explanation. If one could imagine the look of being overwhelmed, it was sure to show on that Young Tiefling's face! A step back as she watched her hold the bag and make her steps, the Khisfiran watched with a clear narrow of her eyes. 

"Tiefling or no, you still have horns! It.. Doesn't matter. Shouldn't a dancer be dancing? Not.. Letting her Fox steal stuff like this." Eventually Vayra supposed she was harmless at the very least, a huff escaping her as she tried to reassure Vix with some way of heroic bravado. A smile, and hands soon placed at her hips before gesturing out the way they arrived. "Mmh, you'll return it? Good! And.. Of course! To make sure I hear some apology, yes!" 

She supposed a brief guide wasn't anything too straining. If she was blind, as suggested, then Vayra would allow her that kindness atleast. Meanwhile, her gaze went to the other. To Vix, who seemed particularly intriguing to the totally heroic Tiefling. "You know, that was pretty brave! Who knows what you might have met in this place! Though, I can tell you aren't so simply unarmed." Her eyes briefly scanned about the place, waving a brief finger as the familiar purple of her illusions reappeared. "I'm Vayra, by the way! Vayra Vakara! Illusionist, Adventurer..! And.. Thief Catcher aswell, I guess! Heh."
Joaquin
Vix gave a long, slow blink. Was... This concubus trying to somehow make herself a victim here? So what if she needed a break? Vix had needed a break too, but that hadn't meant she had any right to go on stealing others bags! What did she even mean by hide? And why was she acting like she ant this tiefling were somehow going to do something to her? No, she had no intention of reporting her to anyone. That would just waste her own precious time.

The woman took a small step back, lifting one hand to adjust the lute slung over her back. The strap had started to dig somewhat painfully into her shoulder. She really did need to get a better sling for her instrument, one that wasn't really just a pretty strip of cloth tied around her lute.

"Fine. I can help get you back there."

She still was hungry anyway. Performing had earned her enough money to buy a meal, and she was damn well going to spend it. Her head turned back to Vayra, lips curling up into a small smile. It wasn't a happy expression, but rather a somewhat awkward little grimace.

"I had a feeling there was nothing dangerous over here."

Vix had a sneaking suspicion that this was some sort of patronizing comment, and even if it wasn't, she wasn't going to take the chance. 

"Victoria Stonespire. Just a musician, I'm afraid. Lovely to meet you, Vayra."

She seemed to be more than happy to ignore her previous comment. The young woman lifted her hand to itch at the corner of her eye, earning herself a fingertip stained with white makeup.
Sharon
*Vynixi would tilt her head as she listened to the Tiefling. She wasn't wrong about how thieves usually were and she wasn't really one most of the time. She was just trying to find a way to live. She didn't have the know of the area or anything to help her out so yes she stole food at times when she was tired.*

"I suppose that is true, I have horns... Yes, I should be dancing but I was tired. I never told my fox to steal a bag, I usually have her only take a piece of fruit and I repay for it later when I actually can earn money. I suppose I'm still a bit unaccustomed to here. Either way your right I shouldn't have been doing such a thing. I guess I will have to move along again once I return this bag, if the person is still in the market that is. Of course, I don't try to ever take anything big, it's always been small things. My fox is still little. Well she doesn't look little but I only recently was able to get her to help me. She acts like a pup most of the time still unless she's leading me around."

*Vynixi would give a smile as she really did want to do something good for herself, it just wasn't something she knew how to do on her own yet. Not after being in a brothel for some years before finally fleeing. She knew her mark was still there from her work but hopefully the one who covered it had done a good job, it took any little money she had for it. Now she lived by any small coin she got from dancing if she was lucky for a day.* "This isn't Khisfire anymore than? But we are still close? I'm afraid I never got the chance to learn any maps so most days I'm simply wondering around." *She didn't think they would care who she was since they thought of her simply as a thief so she'd keep quiet. She wasn't exactly anyone special anyways.* 

"Thank you for helping me get back. I will not be a problem after." *She had no right to ask either about the musician even if she wanted to ask, she had a feeling they didn't much like her once knowing she stole at times.*

*Well deserved for the cold shoulder of someone when doing something wrong. She'd though look at the tiefling, maybe she could try being a bit friendly?.* "You do illustration, and adventure? It sounds like you have an interesting life. Do you mind me asking what types? Not that I can actually see any of them right now, but it does sound interesting... I wanted to make a group of performers but I'm finding not many like following a blind nobody."
Dana
The Tiefling seemed to smile at Vix's agreement, the pair now seeming to be together on this brave escort mission. Their destination, only a few steps away! 

And naturally they would start to move, Vayra stepping forward with a curious glance upon Vyn. And there, the Concubi spoke. An explanation that seemed to go on for far too long. Vayra considered if she was just worried about being labelled a Thief, attempting best to apologise or make her case. Of course, it wasn't she who was stolen from, regardless. An awkward glance went to Vix before returning her attentions.

"You sure love to talk! Relax, hey? If it's a mistake, then an apology and paying for that fruit will do fine." - A beckon her hand evident, a movement to typically try and ease obviously fell on account of that lacking vision.

The Concubi did truly seem harmless, if not foolish. However inexperienced she seemed, Vayra imagined that she'd learn not to steal. A fox so visible, and coming from someone who danced. A face one might remember, and thus in the future be barred. Regardless, her glance went back to the other woman. Now, she knew her as Victoria! A lovely name, yet rushed past as her mention of a musician brought a particular tone of intrigue. 
.

"Oh! Just a musician? Shh, there's nothing wrong with that! I'm actually kinda envious. Performances, oh I'd love to do something like that!" - Vayra replied with a smirk, eyes soon moving to inspect the notable sling on Vix. Of course, an instrument. It seemed to catch her interest immediately, in some places distracting the very steps she created until brief composure found her way. "And yes, how lovely to meet you. In.. Such a strange place, heh."

By strange, the topic of a tired dancing Thief was brought up in her head. And of course, came more words from the Concubi herself! A brow would perk, tilting her head in slight confusion. "Uhh.. Illusions, you know! Making sounds, vanishing.. Ooh, I can also make perfect copies of myself! Though uh, not for that long. A group of performers, hm? Maybe if you didn't steal, I don't know!"
Joaquin
The beastwalker made eye contact with Vayra, though she remained unsmiling. Instead, her eyebrows slowly crept up, eyes widening. Though she was quite certain that the concubus couldn't see her, there was no point in being any ruder than she needed to be. She really didn't know what to make of this apparent dancer's rambling. Was this an attempt at a justification? Or... Something else? She thought it was already quite clear that neither she nor Vayra planned on turning her in. That alone made the entire situation more perplexing.

At her last comment, the woman made a small noise, something between a snort and a scoff. What did her blindness have to do with it? Was that what she thought the issue was? Perhaps, Vix thought, she'd best clear her name before she made herself look cruel.

"...As a performer looking for work, I am going to impart just a bit of advice. I, like nearly any other, have no issue with your blindness, nor your lack of noteriety. I have no fame either. What I do have an issue with is the instinct to steal the moment it is more convenient than working. To me, that does not point to an employer that would treat her workers honestly. You say you don't take anything unless you're tired, but everyone is tired. Do you think one who hired you would be understanding if you only stole their food when you were tired?"

Maybe she'd said a bit too much, but she had tried to keep her tone as neutral as one could when issuing such a scolding. Perhaps it wasn't her place, as she was fairly certain the concubus was older than she and presumably more experienced. However, the concubus more than likely didn't know this. Vix had the benefit of being unseen. 

Her eyes slid back to Vayra.

"Well, magic is always quite the welcome addition to a performance. Music fades to the background, but magic and movement catches the eye and holds attention."
Sharon
"Guess I'm just nervous, I'm trying to make any excuses for what happened. And I don't steal bags. I would have been scolded by my old orphanage if I did something like that. I'm going to give the bag back and make it right. But I will keep from saying anything else on it since it seems you both just think I'm trying to make an excuse." 

*Vynixi would just walk as she listened to her bells. She didn't talk to cause pity or seem innocent but the way the one went off she knew they didn't like her.*

"I don't know anything on illustrations so it's just why I asked. I guess curious a bit. I didn't get to meet many who could do things like that... It's a silly dream of an orphan I guess, always thought getting to perform for some king would be exciting, a group of friends to go along always sounded fun with it." *Vynixi would shrug as it just was something she thought about as a kid.*

*She would look towards Vix as she understood their distaste for what was doing at times.* "I don't..." *Vy would sigh as it was pointless to say anything* "Thank you for the advice, I will keep that in mind." 

*She knew her life wasn't perfect and she knew what it was to perform for a long time and get nothing. But she also didn't trust to be under an employer either because the last one. She hated that they saw her just as some thief that just chose to do only that because it was easy, it wasn't easy for her but not like they would try to understand that she did it for a little than paid back for what she took. Something she knew no one saw from her because she always been labeled as manipulative and deceitful.*

"Thank you for helping me back, I don't know though on who my fox took from I just hope they are still around." *Vynixi wanted to mess with her tail with her anxiety on this but it was okay she would still get it done than find somewhere to sleep, maybe a tree was close by the town.*
Joyce
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Dana
Eventually the view of the hidden alley shifted to the marketplace, out in the open of the Alynthi green. Vayra was quick to guide the trio off to the market center, being sure to reassure any onlookers that the situation was totally under control! 

Back within Solaris' embrace, the Tiefling mustered a smile to Vix's words. Magic, oh how right she was. She couldn't help but feel a tinge more interested at the idea of it, enough to distract her from their current quest. 

"A little flash and a cast there, ooh I see what you mean! I think.. I think I feel a little encouraged. Huh!" The Tiefling added with a snicker to follow, considering ideas until the topic of the Thief once again returned. Her gaze retreating back to Vyn, Vayra watched her with the slightest quirk of her brow. 

"Heh, why are you talking like we're sending you to the gallows..? Tst, you just need to apologise and return that bag! Mmh, maybe your Fox can lead you. Wellll, if he actually wants to help his owner." - Vayra had no true ability to understand animals, yet she teased all the same. Ideas of threats or an imposing character seemed to clearly fade from the Tiefling. A fun, cheeky woman full of life seemed a far more fetching description.

"I'm sure they're around. Hopefully.."
Joaquin
"I would think that a king wouldn't want to hire one that would even think of stealing from them."

This was flatly an unpleasant thing to say, and Vix knew it. However, she really couldn't be bothered with being pleasant at the moment. Her evening had been soured, she was hungry, and she wanted to be rid of this situation. Once more, Vix cleared her throat, straightened her spine, and folded her hands behind her back.

"I too am capable of a few illusions, but they're fairly lackluster. A flash of color there. Perhaps an intriuging image. I... Must say I think creativity, or lack of, is my problem though. Not skill. At least I would hope not."

Her eyes slid back to the concubus, waving a hand. Then, after realizing that she couldn't see this, dropped her hand back to her side. There was nothing left to say. Instead, she gave her throat another clear, then lowered her gaze to her feet. She was more than content to simply keep walking.
Sharon
"I'm planning on doing that, I don't think my fox is going to be any help. I don't think she's going to have been watching who she took from." *Vy would simply listen to the market as she couldn't see if someone was still looking for a bag or not.*

"I wouldn't steal like that, that's why I'm bringing the bag back here. Even if I didn't find the person I would give it to someone to return it to them." *Vy would just keep her head down as she didn't know why she even was trying. The one thought of her as some big thief that would just steal from anyone, she deserved it some but it didn't mean she wanted to have someone keep on labeling her as a bad person.*

"Do you see anyone?" *Vy would try listening for anyone maybe asking about a bag. Maybe she could make a friend someday to actually help her but for now it seemed like an impossible thing. She would just walk over to a stand try asking about someone looking for a bag, maybe someone would known the person and if they lived by she would just take it to their place.*
Dana
Vayra tried best to ignore the back and forths now, the insulting of the Thief seeming to settle in her mind. Of course, Vix and her topic of performance really had the majority of her attention. The Khisfiran Hero, now.. Focused on less of the heroics. Hearing her supposed inexperience with illusions, ideas seemed to ponder in her mind. 

"Ooh..? For me, it's the right headspace. I always struggle to cast when I'm not feeling the moment, you know..? Usually a slight jig or dance helps with that, heh. But, huh! I knew I could sense something familiar on you. How long are you staying in town..?" - A question that only encouraged the idea of speaking more, Vayra offering her signature fanged smile before allowing the flow of conversation bring her to the next. Of Vyn, who now seemed to be struggling. 

"Oh, by Solaris..-" Perhaps irritated, Vayra would slightly raise herself by standing upon a most convenient box nearby. Hands wrapped around her mouth, she would call out to a good amount of the market's denizens. Shamelessly, it seemed.

"Helloooo? Person with the stolen bag! We've found it..! Come, come!"

Ending her words with a proud smile at the simple yelling, the Tiefling moved quick to jump back to the safety of the ground. A balanced landing, hands returning to her hips. "There!"
Joaquin
"Uh-huh."

It seemed she'd largely lost interest in the thief's excuses, instead having turned her focus to the crowd around her. She didn't quite remember what the victim had looked like, as she'd been more concerned with scaring off the vagrant animal than anything else. It had been entertaining at the time, but it had lead to this mess. Perhaps the lesson to be learned was to mind her own business.

"Makes sense, I suppose."

She lifted her shoulders in a shrug.

"Another few days, I suppose. More than likely headed back to Varilon sooner rather than late. Yourself?"

There was no reason to mention that she was between jobs at the moment. That would only make her look incompetent. She lifted a hand to fix her hair, then cupped her hands around her mouth.

"Found a bag! Stolen bag! If it's yours, come get it!"
Sharon
*Vynixi would frown a bit at hearing them yelling but it was whatever she supposed at this point. They wanted to be done with this so they apparently thought just yelling it to everyone would make it go fast. Though all it did was make her feel more anxious as it would draw attention to her and she didn't want that. 

She'd let them keep on calling it out as she just talked with someone else about it. She was just trying to keep her cool as she would wait for if someone would come for the bag. She was just wanting this to be over so she could simply leave the place, she would have to anyways after this because there would be too much on her. 

She'd shake her head as she just talked to some people before finding the one who had the bag. She knew there was many eyes on her for it but she'd just ignore them as she'd talk to the owner, she'd apologize for what had happened and gave a gem earring to pay for the fruit, though it was more than what the fruit cost it was all she had to pay for it. 

Once done she wouldn't care to talk to the others as she felt overwhelmed being in an area where she wasn't being able to see the stares.* "The bag got back to its owner. Hope you both have a good day." *She'd bow slightly before heading through the crowd as she just needed to get out of the town, she just go find a place to sleep outside and travel back, maybe a brothel was all she was good at. Least it's how it felt in the moment.*