"A Dramatic Force-Blessed Myth"
"Somebody, stop that man!" The howling voice of a zorren ripped through the crowded streets of Taris as Vulpesen dashed after his target, a rather thin master thief who'd been robbing every Tyls, Deir, and Hamris, in the sector. While theft generally wasn't something handled by the Vitae, this particular burglar had been so successful that it practically demanded his attention. Sadly however, a master theif didn't get far without a good pair f running shoes and for that reason, Vulpesen was dashing down the streets as fasta s he could, climbing fences and every other thing this guy could scale. Whats worse, the crowded city seemed to have no sort of public drive to stop this criminal and help the agent of the law.
[member="Rosalie Song"]
[member="Rosalie Song"]