Closed RP with a-clumsy-fool-of-a-leafman
Oh, man, Nod thought as he stumbled through his house, his eyes searchingly frantically. Ronin’s gonna kill me.
It was the third time that week that Nod had lost his sword. He didn’t know how it happened, only that one minute his sword was there, and the next, it was gone. And plus, he kept finding it in the most random places - next to the Queen’s chambers, stuck in Nim’s tree … . It was weird. Really weird.
But this time, Nod was feeling a little more suspicious. He had hidden his sword in a place where only he could find it, to make sure it wouldn’t disappear again. But even then, it had managed to walk away on him. So, who could have stolen his sword? Nod could think of only one logical answer.
His sister.
