Ashwin Sevani, Private Detective

(Fandomless OC sideblog. All threads are separate.) Mobile Navigation Age: Depends on thread. Identifies as: Male, (he/him) Marital status: Married Nationality: British Job : Private Detective, works on some supernatural cases. word you click

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bengalisms: 🎸Caspian🐯

          ❝ I think you’re just saying it’s mimicking so you don’t look silly. ❞ Too late, he had already passed that line with Caspian the day they met! But it never mattered to Caspian. He wasn’t some man who needed his friends to be perfect or “macho”. He wasn’t that way, so why expect anyone to be? Though Ashwin was certainly a stronger and tougher man on a day to day basis compared to him, he found he liked the playful and jovial side of his friend more. 

          Playfully smirking as Ashwin mentions his love of food, Caspian finds he can only relate in some ways. His relationship with food is a difficult one to put into words; and it certainly isn’t something he likes to joke about. Nevertheless, he smiles as Ashwin asks about Makena and her dinner, nodding his head. ❝ Oh it will completely ruin her dinner but, a ruined dinner here and there never bothered me. ❞ He was a strange combination of a strict father and a lenient one –– in some ways he required things to be a certain way with firmness, while other times he was content to simply let things unfold. 

           ❝ I’ll call her down, you make the popcorn. ❞

Ashwin grinned when Caspian relented to making more popcorn, fully intending to make the most of spending times with his brother and niece. They had firmly planted themselves into Ash’s life as family and that was the way he’d always see them, even if their lives meant there were times where they hardly had time to speak or see each other at all. 

“You won’t regret it,” he said, fully intending to make popcorn, and poke around Cas’ fridge and make some quick healthier snacks too.  “Let me know when you’ve got everything set up,” he added, practically a skip in his step as he made his way to the kitchen. “Blanket fort optional, I won’t criticise it too harshly.” 

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a-simple-rper: Kelly

Mm, kinda wasn’t fine in reteorspetic. If Ash got to have all the guesses he wanted then of course he’d have a higher chance and figuring it out. But then again, he could guess the entire situation, that doesn’t mean that Kelly has to tell him he’s right. So instead the woman snickered, nearly pressing her thumb and forefinger together. “Ooh, you’re so close. You got 2 out of 3. Brownie points for you~”

Dull blue eyes kept looking out the window. “Why don’t you ever leave the windows open?” A little distracted for a moment Kelly shifted more comfortably into the chair. “If by enemies you mean I hate the very air he breaths and wishes nothing but everlasting pain onto him? Then, yes, good on ya. And no he doesn’t know I’m here.” Those eyes locked onto Ash, “And he won’t figure that out, either.” A grin slowly turned up, “Cause I’m gonna stick around here till he’s gone. Lucky you~”

He tried his best not to show that she was getting to him, but this conversation, combined the casualties as a result from the stolen artefact he wasn’t quick enough to stop her from taking made it difficult for Ash to hide his exasperation.

His brow creased when ‘Kelly’ changed the topic to his windows.  “Because you can never tell what will get in,” the last thing he needed was to spend time chasing a random bird around.  Of course he left them open if it was warm, but she didn’t need to know that. Her statement left him almost bewildered, “woah, woah, what do you mean by here?  Here as in the city, or here as in my office?” She couldn’t possibly think he’d protect her after what she’d done, besides she had proven she was more than capable of looking after herself.  “Listen, Katie, Kelly, Karen, Kaylee, whatever your name is, if you’re in trouble...” he couldn’t just leave her to sort it out herself, and he wasn’t sure he could risk her finding out he had powers of his own. “I can direct you to people more powerful than me who can help you.”

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riisingfromashes: Camille and Lydia

“Ah nice,” Camille says with a bright smile. “How old are her kids?” Having kids is the one thing she wishes she could do. But vampires can’t procreate. Oh well. A kid wouldn’t fit her lifestyle anyway. The constant traveling, the hunting, it just wouldn’t work. 

“Potential stars, huh? Sounds good to me.” Lydia adds. “I don’t mind going now. What about you, Cammy?” She turns to Camille,a questioning look on her face.

“I don’t mind either. But we can stay if you want to.” The last sentence is directed at Ash. 

“The oldest is about three, I think, and the two youngest are twins, six months old,” Ash replied with a fond smile as he though of his nephews and niece.  

He smiled at Camille and Lydia, “now’s good with me,” he replied, “who knows maybe there’s a production setting up in the park already.”

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a-simple-rper: Brooklyn

Brooklyn thought on it for a moment. Well, she could always got for a strawberry ice cream milkshake. Call it a weakness of taste for her. Though, it felt like bad manners to have Ash make one for her while being a guest. Ok he’s more a friend than a guest. Still. Tapping a finger against the cup she held she smiled a little, “Well, a milkshake does sound pretty good.” Brooklyn used the counter to help her stand back up. “It’ll be a nice little treat after writing.”

It almost felt like she had blinked when all that had just happened. Sure Brooklyn felt the bottle fall, the subtle hit vibrating up. But before she could even react to it, it seemed like it was already back on the counter. “Oh, ah…?” Dark eyes moved back and forth between the bottle and Ash. “Um, yes please.” With a few more looks Brooklyn stepped back to bring out the ice cream. Mm, odd.

“Have you considered going down the supernatural detective route,” he asked, moving around the counter.  Ash felt bad, acting like nothing had happened, and took care to make sure he did’t mess up like that again.  “I know there are plenty of vampire detectives, but I guess they do that because it gives them different kinds of plots to play with.” He started gathering the ingredients he’d need to make the milkshake.

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bengalisms: 🎸Caspian🐯

          His laugh was heart-felt and happy. Tilting his head back and setting a hand to his chest as Ashwin suggested that the percentage of times his job wasn’t reckless abandon was as high as 65%. Oh now that was doubtful! Not that he really had any time to come back with something, because by the time the giggles and chuckles subsided, he was leaning forward to grab his glass of ice-less water and bring it to his lips. And as the cool water fell to his tongue, Ashwin was agreeing with how much he missed him too. 

          Drinking a sip or two, he draws the glass away, his eyes guiding his hand down towards the table with a small noise as it brushed against the wood there. ❝ Makena loves you, Ash. And trust me, as a father who spends a lot of time traveling and away from her, Makena loves you no matter what. She’ll just be happy to see you. ❞ He didn’t blame Ashwin for their lessening of contact. It wasn’t his fault, nor was it Caspian’s. Life could leave its hooks in you and pull you in all kinds of directions, and many times you didn’t have a say in the matter. He hoped, to every God that would listen, that Ashwin knew he would never blame him for something like this. That Caspian himself had a bad habit of letting things slide in his personal life… That he didn’t want Ashwin to slide too far.

          He laughs again at Ashwin’s tease about the bill, smirking a little with the tilt of his head. ❝ I’m smooth, Ashwin, you should know this by now. ❞ Though in his mind, he was already going to be taking care of it. Caspian was a generous man in small doses. Most times when out with friends, he would offer for the bill –– so many times they would agree to split it, others they wouldn’t. He wasn’t about to fight someone who insists he shouldn’t have to pay for a meal, but there are times when he undoubtably will.

          ❝ I’ve got this today, alright? And don’t even think about fighting a disabled man for the bill. It’s frowned upon. ❞ The slight at himself is done with a warm smile –– no bitterness to speak of.

Ash tried to his best to contain his own laughter, smirking when Cas laughed, though the smirk became a warmer, fonder smile when he talked about Makena.  “That’s good, and I will make more of an effort to spend time with you both,” Ash said, with a small nod.  He was careful not to promise anything though, not wanting it to come back and bite him.  “I can hardly abandon someone who’s been risked his life to save mine, or his lovable kid.” Somedays that felt like decades ago, and others like it just happened yesterday.

When Caspian said he’d cover the bill Ash couldn’t help feeling like he should still offer to pay.  Till Caspian brought up his ‘disabled man’ defence, Ash’s smile mirrored his. “I thought we were going to limit the days that you could use that against me,” he said, as semi-defeated sigh escaping. though the image of them fighting over paying the bill reminded him of a TV show that had two old women doing the same thing.  “Alright, this time. Next thing we decide to do I’m paying. On a sidenote, the next time you take a holiday I’m letting you borrow my Father Ted boxset.”

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antagonistics: Sicily

Sicily took a careful look around as they moved inside. She was very quick to take the initiative. And to think she only did this kind of stuff as a hobby. Not many people would pay to hear her talk about ghosts, monsters, and aliens. People paid to read about how crazy she was. Sicily didn’t pay attention to it. So now that she was working alongside someone who more than knew the side of the world she studied she felt more comfortable. “I don’t think its about the room. I think its about the buildings.” Fire spirits were reckless and about destruction most of the time. Sometimes there wasn’t a pattern, but there was one that caught her attention. “All of these properties and buildings are owned by the same man. Which is why so many people just assume this is some insurance thing, but the irregular fire with no source is impossible to trace back to this guy.” Sicily explained. “I think something is targeting him or someone involved.” She turned to him. “Doesn’t help us currently with finding it but yeah. If anything baiting it out might be an option.”

"I couldn’t get a meeting with him to ask any questions,” Ash said, “it seems he’s suspicious of everyone at the moment, and the people around him have closed ranks.”  He followed after Sicily, “targeting him? You mean like an ex-employee, or ex-significant other, someone holding a grudge?” Though even as he said that it sounded farfetched, how someone  would be able to get in contact with the supernatural for help would be difficult to understand.  

“What if he made a deal with some being so he’d be succesful, but whatever his part of the deal was he hasn’t up held it, so now they’re targeting him in revenge?”

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bengalisms: 🎸Caspian🐯

            Caspian looked over to his Aapa just as Ashwin spoke about him. Seeing that big, burly man hunched over against his hand asleep made him smile –– just a little bit, out of amusement and fondness. How much restlessness had all of this caused his parents? ❝ Leave him sleep… He looks like he needs it. ❞ Caspian said, looking back to his friend and he bit his lower lip –– nails stick trying to find a weak spot in the bandages he can exploit. 

            ❝ Doctors is a good idea; and just you watch, I don’t need my guitar to get me what I want. ❞ It wasn’t like him to speak this way. To be so bold and borderline cocky. It was simply his irritation bleeding through. He searches the bed for a buzzer, he remembers having one from his other surgery. Finding it tucked underneath a blanket he rings it –– his face an expression of nervousness and discomfort. Soon, that irritation will turn to anxiety and he’ll be a nervous wreck.

Ash pointed at Cas’ hands, as they waited for the doctors to arrive. “Stop that, itching means you’re healing.”   Caspian’s response to Ash’s teasing made him smirk. “We’ll see my friend, we will see.” 

The doctors seemed on the ball, rushing into the room but didn’t seem very impressed with their request, but their resolve gave way under all the reassurances that Cas would be taken care off. One of them muttered something about someone else needing the bed anyway.

Ash was about to turn and claim the victory as his, when one of the doctors turned back to settle something now Cas was going to be discharged by the end of the day; was he and Ash dating?  Ash cracked, unable to do more than shake his head for a minute, “no we’re just friends,” he finally managed to utter between bursts of laughter, the movement made his ribs ache but it was worth it.

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a-simple-rper: Cinder

Brows furrowed at his statment, looking down as he reached out to her. A long earned habit made her pull away slightly, not wanting to burn him on accident. Hopefully though the part of her arm wasn’t hot enough yet to do that. Cinder had no idea what he was planning on doing, though. Had he been supernatural that would’ve been different.

Ah! Well! Seems he’s not as human as he portrayed to be, mm? Cinder’s body leaned back, as iff to take a few surprised steps back. But, then again, her legs were still stone. It only caused her to almost fall, arms whirling in a circle to keep her upright. “A little warning would have been nice,” She looked around, then to the ground, marveling at it for a moment. “But, yes, this should be perfect.” Motioning for Ash to step back she removed the charmed necklace. And the whole outlook of her changed from a normal blonde woman, to a being of fire and lava. The extra heat was enough to break her legs free of their rock form.

She breathed out, much better. “So, care to be honest with what you are as well?”

When she almost stumbled away from him, Ash  instinctively reached out to catch hold of her again but Cinder managed to keep herself upright.  When she gestured at him to move back, he took a few steps away, and watched as she changed form from human to molten lava. He hadn’t seen anything quite like her before and it was difficult not to stare.

He shook his head in response to her question, “I would, it’s just… complicated. It’s better if I don’t go into details.” Ash ruffled his hair, “I’m not going to hurt you, and my job is all about keeping secrets so you don’t have to worry.”

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thefighterwoman: Fi

After the sparring match, Fi had moved to sit on the ground. “Your footwork could use some improvement, but you’ve definitely gotten better since we started.” They smiled up at him and shrugged. “Don’t feel bad about the footwork, it takes time to master. I still tell some of my troops that.”

“You should come to Hiland sometime,” they mused. “You know fighting techniques that we’ve never heard of, we could learn from you just as much as you’ve been learning from me.”

“Really?” The invite on top of Fi’s reassurances that he was getting better was a boost to Ash’s confidence. “That’s was a real invitation, right? Not some maybe someday thing?”

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a-simple-rper: Michael

Stuffing his hands into his hoodie’s front pockets Michael seemed fairly dejected. “Yeah I’m fine.” Of course he would be. It was the other guy that he was worried about. So even though it could’ve been a lot worse the look of guilt flash over him in hearing about the injury. Letting out a quiet chuckle he nodded along, “I guess that’s true.” After that Michael looked down, letting a bit of silence take over for the moment.

Then sighed, shoulder’s slumping. “Hey, so normally I wouldn’t do this. It’s kind weird, you know? Already I probably sound weird. Which is fine, I don’t care. But hey,” Michael looked back over to him, “From one dead guy to another, right? Or I guess, formally dead in your case, yeah?”

He thought of saying that weird was his speciality, but Ash let Michael talk. Ash wasn’t expecting to get called out on being dead himself. However brief that it was.  “Dead? Okay I may be tired from a full day of work, but I wouldn’t go that far,” he tried to joke.  “You seem pretty lively for a dead guy yourself.”

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a-simple-rper: Emily

For a very brief moment it seemed like Emily was about to start playing this interaction cautiously. But that all fell away the moment Ash said that he had read about the courts. Taking in a surprised, but very joyful, breath those bright eyes widened as much as her smile did. “Humans are still writing about us?” It wasn’t really a question she needed answering. The thought alone that the creatures here still had so much curiosity in them was enough to send her heart fluttering. All too happily Emily took the offered pastry with an extra musical hum to boot.

“That’s a little personal, you know.” She pointed out, taking a few bites of the pastry and enjoying each piece. “It’s rude to ask, even.” And while it was true it wasn’t like Emily’s tone was harsh at all. In fact it was still all peppy from before still. “And it’s a little mixture of both.” She still answered it anyways. “The court tried to banish me to the furthest ends of our land. They got all huffy with me traveling to your world so much.” Pulling up a fake frown she straightened up and tried an impression of what was said, “It is forbidden! They are not worthy of bla bla bla.” Emily used her hand to mimic the talking. Now who’s being rude here?

Taking another bite Emily shrugged, “So I left before they could try it.” She grinned over at him. “And now I’m here!”

The delight in Emily’s voice when she heard that humans still wrote about the Fae brough a half-smile to Ash’s face.  He leaned back in his seat, a little worried that she might use her powers on him when she said he’d asked a personal question.  Though her tone sounded more like lighthearted teasing, there was still a touch a wariness in him.  

Before he could apologise Emily answered his question, and he felt tension ease in his shoulders.  If she’d been banished for being evil then Ash wouldn’t have had a choice but to report her.   He’d still be keeping an eye on Emily just in case she was lying to him, but his first impression was that she was good.  He tired not to grin as she mimicked the talking with one hand, “now you’re here,” he echoed. “Do you have a place to stay? Any friends you’ve made from your travels here who can help you?” He paused, “wait. Are they going to try and get you back?”

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a-simple-rper: Harper

It was done. The moment the scream faded out the instincts were falling bad as well. Satisfied. And yet, not at all. Maybe she’ll go into detail later about that fact. But not right now. Not when Ash is here. For now Harper didn’t trust that the man would understand. So when she heard footsteps coming up the stairs she was quick to hurry down the hall away from the room.

An escape was easy. The windows were already broken so it’s not like she had to make any noise in breaking out. And with Ash too concerned over the old woman Harper was able to make it out no problem. Not that it was anything to ease her conscious. He saw her, he probably knows now. God damn it is she going to have to move again? She liked it here.

The moment Harper got home her Rottweiler came over to her, sniffing her hand and bumping it with his head. Shutting the door with a dejected sigh Harper sat down, hugging him close. “Thanks, buddy.”

Everything that happened after Ash called the emergency services was more like slow motion than a blur of activity.  Finding an explanation for why all the glass in Mrs Kowalski’s home had shattered but none of the windows of the neighbouring houses had a crack, was difficult, but it seemed people had the tendency to look for the logical explanation these days. 

It was nearly morning by the time he was allowed to leave and rather than heading home, Ash drove straight to Harper’s house.  He hesitated outside her door, wanting to give her the benefit of the doubt, and trying to work out the best way to start a conversation about how a Banshee looked just like her. Taking a deep breath he knocked on her door.

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mentalitynotes :🔎Luna🐝 

She laughed and shook her head, “Well, Ash my dear if there was ever a normal case it would be possibly the sign of the apocalypse.” Luna chuckled trying to think of the thing that went with the titles, “Alright, but only cause you’re my friend you got that.” 

She smirked as he talked about her not becoming a workaholic, “It’s too late for that and you know it. I’ll always be a workaholic. I’m glad he’s thought about moving, New york is just as busy music wise as LA so for him it’s not to much of an ordeal and yes it’s so he can see me more.” She gave him a hug and chuckled, “I’ll warn you before the apocalypse starts I promise.”

He smiled and hugged her back, “Thanks, Lu. I’ll probably need the warning, we both know how oblivious to danger I can be sometimes. So if you’ve got some free time, I can either take you out to Karaoke, or I can spend some time coming up with nicknames for you?  I know I call you ‘Boss’, but that’s a work nickname, I think there should be an off duty nickname too. What abooout Lulu?” 

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Ashwin/Aria [Modern Royalty Group verse]

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a-simple-rper:  Lady Aria

A breath blew out of her, smirking over slightly at the caught on the tease. Still that wasn’t going to put a damper on the building excitement. “Of course! It’s going to be a big day for everyone. I just wish it could get here faster.” All this waiting was too much suspense and too little action for Aria. “Oh, can you do me a favor? Make sure that Jayden is busy around then? I don’t need him to pull out the protective brother act around then.” Despite her staute or status Aria can very much handle herself. 

“I guess that would depend on exactly who you’ve got your eye on, my Lady,” Ash replied. “Being rich doesn’t make up for a poor personality,”  he could see things from Jayden’s perspective, and Ash wouldn’t want Aria to end up with the wrong person.  “Who did you have in mind? I can double check things, and make sure everything’s above board.  That he’s decent.”

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Milly/Ashwin [Modern Royalty Group verse]

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a-simple-rper: Adviser Milly

“As far as tradition goes: yes.” Milly answered simply. “The winner of the tournament wins the Princess’s hand in marriage. That’s how it’s been for generations.” Green eyes gave the Knight a side look, brow arching a bit. “Why so concerned?” From how often she had looked over the list of those entered she couldn’t remember seeing his name on it.

Stopping suddenly Milly used the scroll in hand to point over at him, staring sternly. “If someone is trying to rig this tournament it won’t be stood for.”

He stepped back, holding up a hand like he was showing he was harmless, “everything’s been checked thoroughly, if anyone tries they won’t get far,” Ash replied, hoping he sounded reassuring. “I was just thinking while the tournament tests that integrity of the participants, there’s no guarantee that whoever that is, and the Princess will get along.”  He sighed, rubbing the back of his neck, “I was just wondering what would happen if the winner and the Princess didn’t like each other ... you know... as more than just friends.”  The last thing he wanted was for Emma to end up stuck in a loveless marriage.

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Karter/Ashwin [Modern Royalty Group verse]

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mythsworn: Gunslinger Karter

He quietly returns the skeletal creatures that had already begun showing clear signs of discomfort before Mirage seems to finally relax a bit. Karter’s gloved hand comes to gently stroke along her ear for a second before he lets out a sigh. He was supposed to be keeping to himself but perhaps it was the excitement of venturing beyond the Eastern Kingdoms for reasons outside of espionage that put him in a rare mood. The man before him speaks though Karter couldn’t say he was listening explicitly to him but after the introduction, Karter tips his hat a bit before introducing himself vaguely.

“Kane. No need to thank me. I am sure your cat would have managed fine. I simply preferred not to take the risk.”

He’s short in his sentences simply because the less he gave away about himself or his origins, the better. He donned the Queen’s sigil on his coat but he’d skillfully ensured that the coat he wore to the West was lacking in said sigil. He had pride in his home land but as it stood tensions between the East and the West wouldn’t help him on his sole purpose for being present in the West anyway. He does turn his attention full back to the man before him when the mention of a ‘carbuncle’ comes from him.

“Indeed she is. They’re rather uncommon these days as they prefer solitude and avoiding humans, but I saved her from some poachers and…she’s been with me since.”

It’s more of a half truth since the full details of him saving Mirage were on a need to know basis but he took pride in knowing that his bond with his carbuncle was forged on mutual trust.

“Her name is Mirage.”

He was tempted to say that actually if Merlin fell from too great a height sometimes the impace on the ground could knock a bone loose, but Ashwin reckoned Kane didn’t want to know about that.   “Still it’s appreciated,” the fact that he hadn’t given Ash his full name wasn’t lost on the knight, not that he let any suspicion show.  Some people just weren’t that friendly.  From experience, sometimes it meant that had something to hide.  

Merlin was calmer in Ash’s hands, but still on guard and ready to run if anything else happened.  “That’s a nice name,” Ashwin said, trying to give the carbuncle more space so it wouldn’t feel the need to attack to protect herself or Kane. As tempting as it was to lean in and pet it, he’d learned better from all the quests he’d gone one. “We get poachers around here too, not so much black market dealers but they still try their luck.  “What made you choose that name? Is it related to any powers she has?”

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Ashwin/Emily [Modern Royalty Group verse]

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a-simple-rper: Blacksmith Emily

This shop was her pride and joy. Every piece of metal in here, every weapon, every shield, every mythical defense and offense here was made by the redheads hands. In the back Emily was actually polishing a shield. The Knight this belonged to shouldn’t be here for a little while now. So until then the Blacksmith took her time, making sure to get in all the niches and details on it.

Until she heard someone call from the front of the shop. So, placing the shield onto the table Emily hopped off the stool and hurried over to the counter, grinning over at the other Knight. “Hey there!” She went to wipe something off her face, but the smell of polish stopped her. “What can I do for you?”

Ash had his back to the counter, inspecting the intricate detail on a gauntlet when a bright, cheery voice pulled him back to reality and he fumbled with the metal glove almost dropping it.  “Hello,” he said, looking over his shoulder as he slowly put the metal glove back.  “I’m Sir Sevani, one of the Knights from the castle,” there were a lot of them so he wouldn’t presume that she knew them all. “We’ve received reports of thefts of equipment from some of the other traders in the city. Sometimes the items that were stolen were things that weren’t used often and so weren’t missed straight away. So we’re asking the traders to double check all their things and to let us know if anything’s missing. With proof that the item was owned by you.” Otherwise some traders might try to claim anything as stolen.