Come back the women screamed at the market chasing after this scraggly looking child. He was holding a bag of what looked like a fruit and vegetables.
Their was most certainly enough to feed a whole family for weeks. Yet he was running as if he wasn't carry anything. Indeed this child had an interesting talent. And he disappeared just as the women caught up with him. She was stumped, confused, searched the area for little bit then scampered off grumbling something of the nature I will get you yet you damned little thief. The child reappeared right after the women left in a place she look. He indeed was a soon to be the wizard of a illusion. He was in the middle of a three way alley way with houses adjoining on all sides. And in the middle street he walked and knelt down to grab something, and up popped a wooden hatch that till that point was not visible to the naked eye. He climbed down cast iron grate latter that lead down a four way stone corridor. He took the path directly across from the latter. It was narrow and seemed to go on for miles their was no light to make of. Finally upon reaching end their was heavy steel reinforced door which a torch was held in serpent like wooden holder that lit the way. Three different were visible upon this door, each one more complex then the next. One required a set of three keys, One require a special combination of sequential 10 numbers. And the last required 16 certain symbols, which I'm sure had some specials meaning.
As he entered all these children ran up to him. All speaking at the same time so that one could not understand a single word of what they said. He start passing out the food acquired from his raid. They were all orphans who lost their parents during the war. Their was 30 of them in total. They would not go hungry if he could help it. But try as he might these were both trying and dangerous times. The harsh winter has made food quite scarce. The market has been closed down for weeks that how bad it was. Today was the first day in a good while of selling such goods. And the prices were quite steep. Not something a young boy could afford. Do we accost him because he stole to survive?
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