May 2, 2020
nobody wants more planhz content but me, pt 400 [open rp]
You’re sitting on a streetcorner, playing your hurdy-gurdy for passerbys as usual. The night is still young and there aren’t many caegars in your case (hopefully yet). But as time passes, instead of a troll leaning down to toss a coin into the instrument case, you look up to see someone grabbing out of it.
“Aye! That ain’t yours! Play your own-” You trail off with a grumble, because once you’ve stood up the troll has already disappeared. There’s no use in pursuing at this point, it’s just going to get you hurt.
You sit back down on the streetcorner and pause a few seconds to fume about that before starting to play again- or, you were, but someone else nears you.