Kohdeki's emotions were mixed at the sight of so many people flooding in through the River Gate, on the docks, and behind them as well. The young thief was of a decent enough moral stature to spare these refugees of his greedy hands, but the thought of filching the gold and jewels they may have brought with them still played out wonderfully in his head.<br/><br/>The good news was that more people meant more gold to take, once they settled and found their place in Tarak. The bad news was that there were going to be new faces, as well as the possibility of old ones.<br/><br/>Kohdeki left Retton Falls behind because of those old faces. Because of<i>her</i>.<i>She</i>, who<i>taught</i>him. She, who<i>loved</i>him. She, who<i><b>betrayed</b></i>him.<br/><br/>An intense look crossed the young thief's face for a brief moment, before he masked it with a smirking facade.<br/><br/><i>"What is this pressure in my chest? She's gone. She's DEAD!"</i>Kohdeki thought to himself.<i>"Everything's fine..."</i><br/><br/>Kohdeki turned his back on the balcony and leaned against the guardrail in a relaxed and casual manner.<br/><br/>"This is a rather interestin' development, wouldn't ya' lovely ladies say?" Kohdeki asked with his usual smooth, attractive tone. "How 'bout we hit the Blue Boggan fer some ale? It'll be on me."