text: No, you went down that road before. Not going down it again especially not with someone you know practically nothing about. And you certainly aren't going to take the risk of robbing Kenzer's. There are easier targets, no need to take unnecessary chances.
  
  You just hope she doesn't fuck things up for you when she goes poking around the magic college.
  
  You return to your usual routine.
  
  A couple days later a big explosion is heard from another part of the city. You don't know what it is until much later. Turns out that it was Kenzer's jewelry store.
  
  You eventually get the story of a failed attempt at robbing the store in the night and apparently the one involved died in the explosion. Burned body parts were found amongst the destruction. You can only guess that was Zalmora.
  
  Hell of a way to go, but given you didn't think it was a great idea anyway, you're glad you decided not to go with her.
  
  Once again you return to your usual routine.
  
  Year 24
  
  "Hank. Hank. HANK!" you shout.
  "Huh, wha?" Hank sputters while waking up and drooling on himself.
  'Here. I got your latest supply of Gray."
  
  Hank fumbles to get the bag a couple times, but eventually he does. He then says something about you know where his safe is and just take the money from there, before he shoves the pills in his mouth.
  
  You thought he was bad on Numb, but ever since you had to start stealing a poor substitute used mainly on people with the plague, he's gotten a lot worse. He even offered to blow you for a fix once. It was pretty pathetic.
  
  The Laughing Devil is barely functioning like it used to anymore. Long gone are the wild parties filled with college types. Now it's starting to become a hang out for the dregs of the city.
  
  Granted half of the people are your customers, so you're probably a big part of the problem.
  
  The bigger problem is it's not exactly all that great to live at anymore. At one time you were just living here for free because the owner was dependent on you. Now, it's pretty much acting as a front for your activities since Hank has really fallen behind in running it proper.
  
  Not to mention you're starting to get paranoid that the whole place might get raided one day. Klyton is just becoming more of a problem to operate in everyday. You start to think that maybe its time to leave.
  
  Of course, you do have a pretty good set up here. If you took more of a hand in cleaning it up a bit, you might be able to continue to go unnoticed. It would be like owning your own inn without having to actually run it.
  > get out now
  Yeah, you're not taking any chances. You need to get the hell out now.
  
  Where to go though is the issue. Lacking any other ideas, you suppose you'll head to Hessla and take it from there.
  
  One of the problems with being thrifty thief/drug dealer is you've got more coin than you can easily carry. Granted you've got it hidden in what you believe is a good location, you won't be able to easily check on it, even if you come back here to transport more of it later.
  
  That's going to have to be a concern for later though. You can always steal more coin. You've had to start over again before, you can do it again if need be.
  
  You pack up all your important shit, along with some of your savings and immediately make your way to the carriage station.
  
  There is a lot of militia milling about when you get there, but fortunately other than a few suspicious glances, you don't even get harassed. You board a carriage believing that you have no doubt made the right decision.
  
  Two other passengers board the carriage. A young couple who mostly ignore you since they're really into each other. From what you can gather based on their conversation in between the kissing they're running away together due to their parents not approving.
  
  You nearly laugh thinking back at how Annah fooled that guard when you first got to Klyton with a bullshit story like that. You were probably about the same age as the couple when that happened.
  
  You still miss her in some ways.
  
  The carriage ride starts off uneventful and you even feel comfortable enough to get some sleep since you don't particularly want to watch the couple slop all over one another.
  
  Your sleep is suddenly awakened by a lot of screaming and yelling, a gunshot and then the carriage smashing into something and flipping on its side. You and the couple go tumbling all over the carriage.
  
  You survive, though a bit banged up. The couple are still alive too, though the man looks to be very dazed with a big gash on his head and his woman is crying over him.
  
  You soon hear several voices shouting in excitement and getting louder. Doesn't take long before the carriage door (which is now above you due to how the carriage flipped) opens up and you've got someone with a crossbow pointing at you.
  
  "Hey lads, we got some survivors! An' one of dem is a lovely lookin' young thing! If nothing else, we're gonna have some fun tonight! Hey you! Don't fuckin' move or I'll put a bolt in yer 'ed!" a bandit says before warning you directly.
  
  Soon several of his fellows come and get you and the couple. They grab you first since they rightly seem to believe you're the biggest threat. You exit the carriage and see some dead horses with bolts in them which no doubt contributed to the carriage crashing. The driver and the extra protector are nowhere to be seen, though you assume were killed before or after the crash.
  
  The bandits take away all your weapons and your pack. When one of them opens it up, they're thrilled with what they see.
  
  "Fuck, between this and that girl. We hit the mother lode today!" one of them says.
  "Is that right Lou? Let me see what you got that's so great and why you fucking felt the need to attack without me." A voice suddenly says.
  
  You see a female elf wearing next to nothing save for a few tattoos approach.
  
  "Had to Flameflower, opportunity arose and we needed to seize it. And it paid off! Look!"
  
  Flameflower grabs the pack from Lou and looks inside with a nod.
  
  "Okay. Glad you guys didn't wait until I was done taking a shit then since this seems to have worked out. Hmm, this one's pretty, almost familiar looking." Flameflower says giving you a look before being distracted by screams of the girl being pulled out of the carriage by some of the other bandits.
  
  "Haylon! Will you shut that bitch up?! Put a gag in her mouth or shove your cock in it. I can't hear myself think!" Flame shouts.
  "Apologies Flame. Um, what should we do with this one?" Haylon says pointing to the young man who they're holding up since he's barely conscious.
  "Shit, two young pretties today. Guess Yag's really rolling well for me for a change. Hm, he looks like he's almost on his way out. Guess we better do him quick unless we want to add necrophilia to our agenda. Fuck it, might still do that, day's early. Anyway, let's get his pants off and I'll start sucking. Hey have his bitch watch, she might learn something so she can satisfy the rest of you boys."
  
  This is some fucked up shit and while you aren't exactly sure what these fuckers are going to do to you, you are not going to just wait around to find out.
  
  With as much force as you can muster, you punch Lou in the side of the face while his attention is divided and take off running. This is soon followed by shouts calling for you to be stopped.
  
  Several bolts whizz by you and for a moment you think you're going to get away and then you feel a sensation in your head.
  
  You immediately see a moment in your youth when you were with your sister, playing and laughing in Teckleville. Such a happy time.
  
  This vision then blinks away and you fall to the ground twitching a bit as your brain begins shutting down along with the rest of your body due to the bolt buried in your skull.