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Sticky Fingers // Garrett & Sinbad

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The first time that Sinbad had heard of the Champion of Kirkwall and the treasures that he had stolen throughout his years, the thief's eyes had shone with greed, and he had known that he would not be satisfied until he took a look at the treasures in that man's hoard. He had thought, perhaps, that a man of such stature would be hard to find, or hard to reach at least - but here was a man perhaps just as arrogant as he was, and it took no effort at all to catch wind of the legends that he left in his wake.

Champion. Saviour. Slayer of monsters. All whispers filled with admiration or fear or hatred. The more that he heard of him, he couldn't help but somehow admire him too.

With such tales in his footsteps, it had not been difficult to trace the man. He had found him in a tavern - some filthy tumbledown of a place called The Hanged Man - but he found the raucous noise and the sticky floors and the watered-down beer pleasing, somehow. It almost tasted like home.

Tucked away in his corner, he'd been watching this so-called Champion for some time, now. If the weapons on his back did not betray his wealth he did not know what else would - his lips curved at the corners at the thought of simply setting eyes on what worldly treasures the man must own. As the man rose to leave, so did he - keeping to the walls as he trailed him into the darkness outside, fingering the hilts of his knives and wondering how best to rob him of his keys.

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