Hailey Smith sat on a bench outside of the forge and sighed. Her mother had been looking at the local boys once more to try and find someone for her. They were all so plain and boring though.<br/><br/>The brunette ran a hand through her short hair and brushed her bangs from her eyes. There was no way she could just submit herself to such a thing. To live a life of being married to some shmuck and just pop out babies, it was simply revolting to think about.<br/><br/>So she'd started to plan, she needed to find some way out of here and there was only one way to do that. Money. She simply needed more money. While the village smith was well to do it wasn't enough for her to leave, you needed a lot to get out and be able to start a new life somewhere else.<br/><br/>Hailey had always been relatively quick with her hands, though working with her family made her develop more muscle then most would expect from a girl. She'd thought about just taking the money from people several times, though she'd never actually done anything. At least she hadn't until now, she'd practiced swiping things in front of her father and he hadn't caught on.<br/><br/>The caravan would be a perfect cover and would give her a way out, hopefully. She just needed a target, though the merchant owner seemed a very tantalizing one. Now it was just a matter of figuring out how to go about the theft.<br/><br/>With a goal in mind Hailey picked herself off of the bench and started walking through town. She needed to get a good look at his shop and figure out how to gain entry easily and without getting caught.<br/><br/>