<div class="floatright">(http://oi65.tinypic.com/fjoio1.jpg)</div>Marra (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=265666.msg13110549#msg13110549) walked through the streets of the quaint town she found herself in, whistling a merry tune. Her feet moved in time with the jaunty melody that issued from her pursed lips turning her stroll into a weaving dance. A warm smile brightened her cute little face and made her deep green eyes sparkle like jewels. All in the attempt to seem like nothing more then a merry wanderer, here like so many for the upcoming festival and NOT like a thief learning the layout of the town, picking out marks and marking alleyways and turnoffs that might be useful f one were trying to, say, running and attempting to get an angry mob off one's trail.<br/><br/><em>Always better to a plan</em>she said so often to her dear sister, especially when they were planning a big score. Marra couldn't help but admire the weight of this merchant's coin pouch or that noblewoman' jewels as she made her way through the crowd. She could almost taste the gold that was there just for the picking, but she controlled herself knowing there was a bigger prize to be won. Patience, she cautioned herself as she stopped by a fountain and took a seat on its edge so she could trail her hand through the cool water as she sighed and looked about.